Extinction

"Hear me NOW!" the voice cried,
across the mountains, valleys wide.
"Listen, it is of pain I sing,"
so said the voice of Suffering.
"A million souls cry out in fear.
Birds and beasts, both far and near,
as Human will, immovable dense
drops curtains on their existence.
Do you not see their pain, O Man?
If save them you do not, who can?
Think! before you cut and burn.
Before it is too late to learn
a lesson you can't live without,
or survival is indeed in doubt.
Unconcerned, you may sit and stare,
You will follow soon, beware!"
The voice echoed on in vain,
Human ears heard not the pain.
And soon, those deaf ears and blind eyes
faced destruction of their own devise.
And then, wondered where they'd been,
and how they could have not seen
smoldering seas and barren lands....
The Earth, murdered at their hands.