This World.

This world in turmoil.
This world we spoil.
It we rape and plunder.
Soon on us its skies will thunder.
On it no lasting peace.
On it our human greed we do release.
This world is tired.
On it our human bombs we have fired.
Its time is near.
No more our quarrels it does want to hear.
Of us it has had enough.
Now on us it will get tough.
It i can not blame.
Mother nature we can not tame.