What's Soooooo Mighty.....

Mighty nature ???

Ah ah ah…

What's so might???

Dark green forest or Clear blue sea?

Bright red sun or Deep blue sky?

Seasonal rain or Scary marshland?

What's so mighty ???

Dark green forest is not green anymore,

Trees for wood and animals for skin,

Hills to land and Rocks to stones.

What's so mighty now ???

Ah ah ah…

Clear blue sea is not blue anymore,

Garbage dumped and drainage poured,

Aquatic organisms take refuge to the shore.

What's so mighty now ???

Ah ah ah…

Bright red sun is not red anymore,

Burning fossil fuel day and night We feed the sun to burn So bright,

Tearin ozone to make it bright.

What's so mighty now ???

Ah ah ah…

Deep blue sky is not blue anymore,

Globalization and industrialization overthrew blue with black,

Now smoke and fog make some loss.

What's so might now ???

Ah ah ah…

Seasonal rain doesn't count anymore,

Once in a while, it pours somehow, hoping to be of some use,

But what we do makes it weep so hard.

What's so mighty now ???

Ah ah ah…

Scary marshlands aren't marsh anymore,

Truck after truck unloads tones of gravel to burry its traces,

No one cares and the marshland disappears.

What's so might now ???

Ah ah ah…

Let's me tell you what's so mighty…

It's not me and it's not you,

Mighty is our thirst, which strives to conquer the world around us.

Not to rule, but to prove what we can.

After all, mighty won't be mighty always.

What goes around, comes around.

Why erase the traces of the past,

There is no compulsion to make it better,

At least let's leave it as it is…

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