I try to write

#2

Dear Earth
I have been meaning to ask
Is caring for us a hard task?
After all we fight and start wars fast.

Our peaceful act is just a mask.
We tare apart land
We lash out and slaughter lam
We pollute your air and planets
We take fure from anilemas just to make pants

Yet day after day you let us stay
You even give us pretty colors in the sky at May

But why give them to us when we waste them all away
Never really injoying the day
Why let what's killing you stay?

Love a worried human

(I feel like I missed spelled many things.....aaaaaaaa have a good day)