Once the world was filled with colours
Merry, joy and beauty it had.
But now, the dirty blowers have made the earth a victim,
Victim to their atrocities.
Keats said, “Beauty never fades…”
But here, the monstrous hands are causing its death.
Whose are those outrageous arms,
Beware they are deadly,
They possess the evil power to change
beauty and peace into filth and violence.
They threatened her through devilish actions, but still
She provides for their every need, even in her death.
In the quest of the master with those filthy arms, I recognized
It to be us, the humans.
Me, you and each one of us possess the filthy arms.
We the foolish beings are destroying our own home. Why?
Explicit answer is greed, greed for everything…oh! How shameful.
Sharpen your ears for what you are going to hear,
Let’s not do this anymore
We hold within us the power to renovate the world,
Transform contempt into love.
Together, let’s join our dedicated, useful arms and
save our mother earth from our own filthy arms.
