O climate! As old as our very planet Full with diverse pleasures I remember those days when we walk in the fields at noon And children on round circles beholding the stars Even those days when the sun rises and sets with her might. With the moon showcasing her strength Now our poor climate is declining Sun rays fierce as hell With machineries everywhere Deforestation has become the main stay of the day No one wants to be stretched by nature We rely on the four wheels And the cruel man-made things Let's go back to our love for nature Let's stop the gas flaring Let's try to regulate running water Let's stop the felling of trees Let's recycle Let's live by the footsteps of our fathers Who cared for the little things, even our climate
by Precious Udueyin of Community Girl Project