We owe a great debt to the land on which we stand.

The way we've made it into, one we can understand.

We owe a great debt to the trees, for letting us breathe.

Even though we're cutting them down with never-ending glee.

We owe a debt to the animals, for just killing them with no need.

The reason we are hunting, will always be greed.

We owe heavy gratitude to the world which we measure in latitude.

For its creation, of the human civilisation.