THE FOREST AND THE WIND

When I was young I listened, to the music nature sang
Sounds of silence whispering, from when the world began
Soft and gentle were the songs, remembered from the past
In the beauty of a lightning storm, I heard the trumpets blast

I felt the happiness and joy that only nature brings
Felt the welling up inside, as I heard the birdies sing
The trees were my companions, in those long gone days
Soft clouds upon a mountain top... a valley,,, mist and haze

The water in the giggling stream was cool and crystal clear
Butterflies were rainbows.... flitting through the air
A maze of wildflowers blooming... in a meadow way up high
An eagle,,,, solitary,,, alone.... majestic in the sky

Now I walk back through the woods to hear the lovely song
Instead I hear her moaning "Please leave me alone
You silly greedy fools....You're killing me you know
You're tearing me apart... Which everybody knows
Your Want and your Polution... Make me sing this way"
It should Never be like this.... Thats all I have to say"

So I gaze into the Giggling brook... Now its full of scum
Remember with a teary eye... the song when I was young
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its a shame we refuse to learn from our mistakes