By Cucuk Espe
In nature's realm, where beauty thrives,
Humans tread with reckless strides.
Ecosystems fragile, pristine and rare,
Fall to man's greed, stripped bare.
Forests lush, a symphony of green,
Now silenced, only echoes remain.
Rivers once pure, now tainted by care,
As concrete jungles rise, nature despairs.
Species vanish, their songs fade,
Human progress comes at a grave trade.
Earth's intricate web, disrupted and torn,
For progress and profit, all else is scorned.
Yet hope lingers, a whispering breeze,
A chance to mend, to plant new trees.
Let's halt the ruin, protect and restore,
For harmony with nature, we must explore.
-;2023
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