Who Can Save Poem by Little Star

This planet is in suicide
How could one save
The oceans, rivers, creeks
Every dropp of water
That nature once gave birth
Trees being cut down
No one to replace?
Who steals the fertility
Of the soil once pure
That grows the oak
The veggies and fruits
Who scrapes thin the ozone layer
That envelopes this lovely earth
All the living will be extinct
The people, flora and fauna
Will totally disappear
No more untamed animals to hunt
No more butterfly orchid to pick
Wild from the forest green
No more oceans to sail our ships
Nor birds to fly the nimble air