Mother Nature Her Name

The one that the writers and artists inspire
And the lovers of the outdoors do greatly admire
In her woods parks and gardens her birds chirp and sing
So much joy to so many every day she does bring
For our very existence and survival on her we depend
But we do not respect her as we should as our greatest friend
We dig up her ground and steal her jewels for our personal material gain
Why we abuse our greatest patron in such a way seems hard to explain
To build new houses and factories we cover her beauty with concrete and remove her trees
And the smell of the pollution we create is blowing in the breeze
Her earth grows the food for to live on we do eat
Without her we would not have grain, rice, fruit or vegetables or any sort of meat
Yet we see fit to abuse her which is to all of our shame
The one we depend on for our survival Mother Nature her name.