A world; our world
Threatened by us
The very ones he
Provides for
Protects and
Lends shelter to
He sustains our existence, yet we
Persecute him and he
Suffers because of our actions
Mercilessly, without conscience we
Harm him, as if he
Were the enemy

We fight a battle that
Will never be one for if we
Are triumphant then we, ourselves
Pay a price, a severe price that we
Don't yet recognise, perhaps we
Do, too indolent to act, but we
Do act, we do fight, we
Pollute his oceans, we
Poison his creatures, we
Fail to preserve all that, we
Should treasure, we
Cut down the trees, we
Emit gases, they
Pervade his air, we
Leave him defenceless, to
Face our large guns, our army
Marches onto the battlefield, we
Carry deadly bombs, deadly cannons, we foolishly
Hope to conquer

Now
His seas begin to rise
His lands begin to sink
His air becomes moist, then dry and hot
His poles begin to melt
His glaciers disappear
His rivers overflow
His creatures lose their home
His corals have been bleached
He changes

And
We his attackers, we cry out in vain
The imminent threat, The imminent pain
The blood from this war stains all OUR HANDS
So while a few generals issue commands
That we should retreat
It matters not because we will not accept defeat
We realise we're not just killing him
We fight ourselves
Do we realize we threaten or own existence

When
Will we drop our swords
Put down our guns
Stop firing our cannons
Retreat