Nature's health, once vibrant and grand,
Now falters under the weight of man's hand,
Pollution clouds the skies, waters tainted and brown,
As human activities bring nature down.
Forests weep as trees fall to the ground,
Their whispers silenced, a mournful sound,
Creatures vanish, their habitats destroyed,
By the relentless march of human void.
Yet hope lingers in the gentle breeze,
Whispers of change rustle the trees,
If we tread lightly, with care and respect,
Nature's health may still find a path to protect.
