Her name is Mother Nature
A beautiful picture she drew
Which showed the morning dew
Made mankind greedier
To become richer, we used her
Instead to find we have become poorer
In the beauty of nature
In mankinds pursuit of wealth
Mother Nature has been robbed of her health
So give her a rest
In order that she can continue giving her best
For without her
That darling dear
This world is in great danger
For the end is very near
So we'll have to live in constant fear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem