Planet Earth can be a beautiful place
With scenery that’s full of grace
The human race took away her glory
With wars that rage on in far away lands
We all have blood on our hands
We sit by in ignorance as people die
Many people have died as I write
Many more are suffering strife
We think our lives are stressful
What about those who don’t know?
What about those who are starving?
What about those we hurt?
I dream of the day when we all hold hands,
The day we make the planet beautiful again,
The day we get her glory back!
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