Swift blue waters in clean creek beds,
fluffy, white clouds above our heads.
the clean air flows easily within our lungs,
before the pollution.

Tall trees sway quietly, their branches still thick,
we didn't imagine they'd soon fall sick.
the foggy city air pays no mind to the earth:
beggining of pollution.

Factories begin working, and the smog is emitted,
the earth begins losing; mother nature outwitted.
plants soon begin wilting, they've no chance against filth.
This is the pollution.

Pesticides, oil, nuclear waste,
it's all because of our insistant haste
to suit lazy people, and make our lives easy;
we ruined it with pollution