Does No one See That The Lorax Was Right?

The birds have stopped singing

The squirrels have stopped running. 

The bees have stopped buzzing 

The animals have all changed, most have all gone.

The air is thin and breathing is hard 

a surgeons' mask won't do much help 

No trees to spend hours gazing upon, just empty dry barren land. 

Black sky's don't just happen in the night. 

Sticky, smelly, thick oily liquid we call water. 

Does no one see that the Lorax was right?