The Green Bug Poem by chris spurrell

Where are the forests that were once green
Where are the animals none can be seen
Where are the fish that once swam in our seas
Where are the birds that once flew free
Everything is disappearing in our world today
Everyone wants more concrete and clay
More office blocks, more factories, more homes
Will there be anywhere left for us to roam
Can anyone tell me why its man fate
To do anything when its far too late
Now down in the car park those green bins lie
Recycle, recycle before the world dies
Bins full of paper to save all the trees
Everyone knows thats how it should be
Bins full of glass bins fullof cans
We have suddenly realized we must save our lands
Now everyone has gone green lets hope its not to late
To put our world back into a heathly state.