By: Ysabella Gabrielle G. Nacpil of Grade 6D – Maple
It shapes the paths we choose to take,
In whispered winds and quiet lakes.
It speaks in signs we often miss,
A warning deep from the silent abyss.
It comforts us at our breaking point,
Through nature’s love and gentle voice.
Yet people often ignore that voice,
Which poisons the world and darkens its voice.
People harm the Earth and do not see,
The death of nature that soon will be.
Still, some try to save our home,
Will all hear their call for this wounded dome?
We choke the skies and scar the ground,
Our oceans weep with every sound.
The forest falls, the rivers die,
Yet we turn blind and pass it by.
“One of the selected writers for April, highlighting the theme: Earth, Environment, and Responsibility.”