My lord, why are you crying?
Asked the angels to God.
Because the Earth is dying,
Replied the man above.
Those people I created
Just don't seem to understand,
The problems that are coming,
As they kill all who roam the land.
The bees I made for flowers,
Soon shall buzz no more,
The dolphins once swam freely,
Now they wash up on the shore.
The rhino I designed,
Once unique and brave,
Is no longer with us,
Each one is in the grave.
I had so many creatures,
Each so loved and grand,
Slowly they disappeared,
As the people seek more land.
From here I watch so sadly,
As another animal is lost.
I sure hope the humans,
Have thought about the cost.