Is Earth worth saving, sweating and slaving carving new paths out from rampage and tillage slicing new routes through destruction and pillage?
Is Earth worth saving when it means waving farewell to life’s ease, to earned comforts and powers just for the sake of some fields, a few flowers?
Can man-fashioned loss nourish air-giving trees? Will wailing of sirens be silenced by bees buzzing their forage with brisk beating wing, life-giving, yellow gold, pollen-rich king?
Apathy comes easy neglect’s no big deal. Earth’s bounty defiled with passion and zeal. Damage we wreaked without thought for the aim, make amends, take the shame, survival’s no game.