I wept for trees and forests,
We laid them all to waste.
Will children have no air to breath,
No atmosphere to taste?

I wept for mighty oceans
We trashed them to the brim.
Will children of the life therein
Protract no place to swim?

I wept for northern icelands,
A thawing polar crown.
Will children of the Inuit
Become condemned to drown?

I wept for fields and meadows,
Poisoned long ago.
Will children of the landscape
Reap no seeds to sow?

I wept for man's futurity
Ere I took my sleep.
Will children of the morrow
Beget no tears to weep?