I pick the trodden flower that lay fragile on the ground
Its beauty faded as the petals fall in disarray
Oh the beauty of the bloom that was but alive
And swaying in the breeze just a few days ago
Now lay in my palm so lifeless in my hands
Tears fall at such beauty is as it is defiled by
Pollution of the air caused by humanity’s greed
Then the pale pastel colours of the petals and leaves
Fade away into the darker shade of gloom
I beg to you as one human to the other
Give this planet this earth our home, hope
Give it the air it needs s to breathe and live once again
If we just treat it with love and respect
It will bring to us its beauty to share with thee
©Kaila George 2013
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