None of us have any excuse
For not wanting to reuse

The mother earth is our hearth
So we have to take care of her

When the polar ice caps melt
The planet perhaps ceases to be upheld

We have the solution to end pollution
If we all make some contribution

The world is begging us to please
Stop cutting down its trees

The future is unclear, and maybe
In a few years the world could disappear

This is the message of a 16-year-old boy
Who sees his world being destroyed