By Shenaya B
As the sun rises,
There is no man to open their eyes,
As the sun rises,
There are no babies to let out their cries.
The trees can finally breathe,
The animals don't need to hide.
No humans hunting the baby otters as they teethe
The Lions can beam freely, symbols of pride.
Birds singing their tune,
Beneath the bright moon.
Not a hunter is sight,
The songs of birds no longer poisoned with fright.
The skies are cleared of all fog,
Every star visible at night.
Every cat, mouse and dog,
Free to bathe in the sunlight.
Mother nature reclaims her throne,
As the Earth gets a chance to thrive.
The echoes of laughter lost in the unknown,
Planet Earth gets the chance to survive.
By Shenaya B
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