Some for the wealth of Nature only seem to care
Those who of her beauty are never aware
They grow wealthy from her resources for as long as they live
They take and take from her and in return nothing to her give
They grow wealthy from her resources such as diamonds, oil and gold
And they never grow to love Nature they only grow wealthier and old
And of her flora and fauna they do not wish to know
To them a blackbird is a species of crow
Out of Nature's resources the good life they enjoy
And the beauty around them they feel is their's to destroy
For more development for huge profit their workers cut more trees down
For those who live in the wealthier side of the town
Wealthy in money and assets but spiritually in poverty
The Beauty in Nature they are too blind to see.
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