Rose

I Saw a black rose
the day i heard about
poisoned water.
I took it with me
everywhere I came.
It's my rose of nature
to hope, it'll forever stay.
I'd love to be nature's saviour,
but I'm not gonna stay...
It makes me crying,
every time I hear something bad.
But still,
I keep on smiling, while it's in my head.
I hope, one day,
your children will live
in just that same beautiful world
as we did.
Instead of looking at our problems
we'll have to help,
if we want to make sure
that they'll live in the same landscape
as we did...
So, give me a hand,
and plant those trees,
make sure our earth can breathe,
so it'll forever stay....

*it's not that good a poem, but I wrote it, because it would be fun to start a new generation of people who help nature survive...