The seven planets that surround me,
I am in in the centre to look around and see,
The only planet in which humans origate,
The wonderful colors I have with me.
I was born a 5000 arab years ago,
To fulfill their needs!
But man is still not got enough of me,
After all one day we all we be free.
My glaciers are melting,
my resources are depleting,
I have lost my everything,
But man’s needs are still not fulfilling.
I have lost my wonderful beauty,
But still I am taking care of my duty,
One day I will die,
That day all will cry.
So please stop polluting,
And why not start planting,
So I may be saved,
And help you in living.
None other than planet,
Mother Earth.
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