So I saw the streaming drops
Cleaning the glass panes
A thought struck
Is this purity washing
Perversions that cloud our minds
Does nature tell us something
So openly, yet we remain unawares
Of the pain that nature goes through
Of keeping our surroundings pure
Are we so stuck with our own
We tend to forget Mother Nature
Are we so irreparable now?
Mother Nature cries,
We let go drops waste
Pains of yesterday and today
We will realize tomorrow
When there will be none to cry
And we will just live to die
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