A loss

Their souls ache crying in silence, they mourn.
Green leaves ash off, as the home stands alone.
Their old scars hurt with the added lacerations and the burns.

Each stick of fire and to a disaster they turn
But the millions of air to respire are gone.
Their souls ache crying in silence, they mourn.

Single hand enough of a luxurious desire and fun.
Mother nature sobs, years of memories of her own.
Their old scars hurt with the added lacerations and the burns.

A loss of earth that is sure will never return.
Thousands of old trees that had grown.
Their souls ache crying in silence, they mourn.

a trial to destroy what we've earned.
How pathetic has it been, mother nature has known.
Their old scars hurt with the added lacerations and the burns.

Life needs air, as like the moon and the sun.
committing a mass suicide, lack of realization.
Their souls ache crying in silence, they mourn.
Their old scars hurt with the added lacerations and the burns.