At the crack of the dawn

Rays of the Sun, began their race

Filtering through the cracks, between the leaves.

Sun rises, day after day, come May or June

His shine benefits all and sundry.

Earth with her forests, mountains and rivers

Meant for all beings, humans draw a line

Dividing, claiming, fighting but not seeing

That the balance is upset, so does the earth.

Expressing her anguish, in ways many

Let the diverse being thrive, this call for sanity.