I woke up with a dream
To Smile and enjoy the stream
But what was done by the men
Left with nothing, not even a den
They did this, the day and the other
Without caring for Earth, our mother
Clearing the tall, constructing the bigger
Putting down trees and erecting concrete figure
Just think of it, once and twice
For our laughs, we are sowing the cries
The work and duty for every creature
Is to join hands and save the future
Sand is slippering from the hand
One have to rise and take the stand
Obsess over the hope and the showers
Imagine a world without flowers
It is the high time to cope it
Need of the hour is to stop it
The only thing, the thing to bother
Respect the Earth, Respect the Mother
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