that we used to
follow your trail.
Boats we made,
You kept the atmosphere,
In the Goldilocks zone.
We drunk in arrogance,
Made us sit on the throne.
We cut down your trees,
What you beautifully made.
All so magnificent lost.
As you creations began to fade.
That destroyed our lands.
You made storms,
That broke us down into strands.
Oh Mother Nature,
The world is not looking back,
On what you had to face,
This is the very humanity that us humans lack.
The pain you
must of gone through,
To see your
lovely creations destroyed.
Overthrown by
your competitive children.
Oh, what have
you bestowed!

Nice poem.Right usage of words.
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Meenakshi..happy to know that you think of the nature..that means you think of all the lives in it..very meaningful thought at your age..keep going..just revist the roots and see there is no 'we and the nature' Only NATURE..that includes all lives in it..
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