Nature Cries

"Hey don't kill me"

The helplessness of a tree

"Hey don't pull down our house"

The sorrow of birds 

"Hey don't make us grimmy "

The rivers she'd tears 

"Hey don't make me impure "

The weeping of air 

They cut down the head of tree,

The blood seeped into soil 

The birds filled their eyes with tears

Not seeing their home 

The rivers became impure 

They flowed with sorrow 

The air became poisonous 

They moved unhappily. 

They destroyed nature 

Made everything polluted 

They demolished their own benefits 

Now they will not know the value of me 

But In future they will count their mistakes  

Now they're children don't have anything to see other than some tall buildings.