The forgoteen voice of the Earth

The earth whispers softly in the wind, 

About the forests that are now increasingly silent.

Leaves fall without season,

Because our hands refuse to stay still.

Rivers shed tears,

Bearing the burden of human waste and sin.

The sky is gloomy, losing its blue,

Shrouded in smoke, covered in gray.

But hope never dies,

When we start to care again.

Pick up trash on the side streets,

Plant trees with a sincere and just heart.

Let’s listen to nature’s groans,

Not just silent sobs.

Because the earth doesn’t need many words,

Just real action from all of us

neng laela sari, Kelas: XII G