As a single red rose, Hangs its head low For it knows its time has come As a single petal, Kisses the ground For its day has only begun... Many quarrel that, Life is unfair But hell, what can we do? The black thunderclouds Are far from forgiving They will , and shall, corrupt you For the world is full, Of ignorance, hate People who don't understand... Smokestacks and chimneys Are murdering us slowly, Hailing evil with a gentle hand Polar bears melting Habitats waning Wildlife unable to scavenge a meal We are turning our noses Against the reality Thinking, no, this is not real What is of more importance- Planet Earth or Economy? In this world, it's trivial to tell When greed is a parasite Latched on us, tight Us weaklings unable to repel Yes, life is unfair Alas, not much I can do Than sit here and wonder, Recheck and ponder, Is this, All really, True?