I heard the roar from the clouds
It twitched me, I crumbled down by seeing the wrath
Poor thing, she cried immensely
Roads were flooded
But people didn't know why she cried
She was murmuring around
I gave you all you asked for and more
Still not satisfied ?
You are planting trees for your health and chop them down for your wants
So what about my health ?
Thus now face rains with no breeze
Winter's without chills
Scorching heats
You are loosing all your chances
Chances of saving me
From plastics to paper
Paper to cloths
You have taken everything you wanted
Preserve me now
Or let me go