Poem: The World Is Choking

The world is choking,
The trees are dead,
Animals are slaughtered,
Patients lie on their deathbed,

But the hope is not broken,
The last tree hasn't gone,
For the sun will rise tomorrow,
The race has just begun.

If you don't save the oceans,
Of rescue the rainforest from death,
Can you at least show a little love
For the world instead?


By Rachel Finn (2006)