As I'm getting older,
The wind's getting colder,
The Arctic is going,
And now I am knowing,
Of the forests burning down,
To make farms and new towns,
As rapidly as the forest is going away,
Looks like greenhouse gas pollution is here to stay,
Together the world is one, all species count everywhere,
The forest used to be our lungs to help us clean the air,
As the forest burns, matters will only get worse,
I'm trying to spread the bad news by writing this verse.
The tipping point has come.
By Ella