Looking down from the cliffs I’ve seen it all
Waves crashing, still sand and watched some rocks fall
To know that diversity is the principal of earth itself
But our world could just be a project on an aliens top shelf
We are so naïve to what surrounds us
Not to know what lurks in the depths of the waters that can drown us
But from what we have discovered new and old
We have been gifted what we need to live and more ten fold
But we take it for granted
We take and we don’t give back
Expecting the damages to heal so we don’t lose track
Of the one goal we strive towards
Money a small price of paper that has no real worth
Is more precious to most then our home and sole provider.
The Earth.