The Choice is ours to make

As I went outta my home
Right out into the glass dome
Protecting us from all the smoke
Covering the Earth like a cloak.

I remember those days
Even though I am in a daze
When I went through the door
To play out at four
To breathe in the fresh air
To feed my hare
To be with God’s feature
That is our blessing – Nature.

But now we are hiding from our own individual dooms
As in front of us, our future looms
Ozone depletion, global warming
All this is human’s doing

We are near our end
But I want to send
A plea to God
To forgive us for what we have done
To give us back what we had
Let everything be undone.


We promise we’ll never do it again
Please join hands with me
You’ll never have to look in disdain
We’ll make the world how it used to be
We will make my promises a reality.