Is this really our world?

Is this really our world?
What have we done to it?
Why is the Earth dying?
Tell me, why does it weep?

Just sit down with me, child,
that I may tell you why;
you see, the world has changed,
and not for the better.

It just seems yesterday,
when the waters were clear,
trees, whales and bears still lived,
and the air was still pure.

Now, the world's gone crazy,
locked in destructive gear,
spiralling on downward,
zooming in on the fall.

We can't swim anymore,
or eat the oceans' gifts…
The waters are murky
and contaminated.

We can't inhale pure air -
it's all but disappeared;
what little reach our lungs
are polluted remains.

What are trees, you ask me?
What's a bear or a whale?
Let me show you a book
I kept from the old days…

The trees all have vanished,
Whales and bears have faded,
and before long our past
will have caught up with us.

The balance is tipping
and the Earth decaying,
But listen to me, child!
Hope still lies in our hands…

The seeds of life are here,
strong and healthy again.
We can still save the world,
if we can awake it!

Not everything is lost,
even if it is bleak,
as long as we still side
with Nature in this fight.

So, let us go now, child,
and begin the healing;
there is so much to do
and little time to waste.

The clock is still ticking
and the world is still blind,
but if we show the way,
others may just follow.