Dear Earth,
Happy Earth Day! I just want to start by saying I'm sorry. You have been abused for thousands of years from us stupid humans. We have taken advantage of you and who can blame you for fighting back...hurricanes, earthquakes, tornadoes, tsunamis, greenhouse effects, and so on. I'm sorry!
I'm also sorry for our government for being a bunch of cheap bastards. They treat us like shit, too. No excuses, but I just thought you should know they don't care about us either. I'm so sorry our stupid president wants to test a nuclear bomb in Nevada on June 2nd. He's a weasel, and I know hate is a strong word, but I truly hate that man. He is rotten to the core, and he simple doesn't care about anybody but himself. Not to mention he is a lying sac of shit! He's like a kid in a candy store...he has all this power and he is using it for bad instead of good. He is attacking any country he has issues with, but he doesn't consider the impact he is having on you. Dropping his bombs and creating pain and turmoil in his wake. He thinks he is protecting the American people, but all he is doing is pissing these people off. It won't be long until they retaliate and hurt us and in return hurt you.
I'm so sorry for everything...please forgive us.
Love from someone who cares
P.S. Here are song lyrics posted below from other humans who care about what is happened on you and to the people that live here. I know it doesn't really address your agony, but indirectly when people are suffering because of this man, you in turn suffer.
"Dear Mr. President"
(Pink lyrics, feat. Indigo Girls)
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
(Pink lyrics, feat. Indigo Girls)
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
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