A cool breeze blows from the west,

Airing a sigh of relief,

That some steps will be took,

To preserve,

The Earth,

Water, boughs, soil, limbs and leaves

 

Of brazen lawlessness,

Some corporations,

They know not how to recompense,

To be the fools,

To bind us all,

To the bitterness of their wrought consequence

 

Drastic action will be needed,

Before the end,

To bring them to their knees,

Or else our story won't be told,

And could only be told,

Through an exceptionally bitter monody