Analysis of Judgement

My trees have you cut,
Stripping me of my natural beauty,
Like Rapunzel's hair was cut,
To hide her true beauty.

My air have you made toxic,
With your massive pollution,
What was once pure and true,
Is now full of carbon.

My babies have you killed,
Not allowing nature to take its' course.
My babies souls cry,
Asking why nobody wants them.  

For a single drop of rain,
You will cry an ocean of tears,
For a single breath of air,
You will gasp to no avail.

For what is reaped will be sowed,
What is given, will be taken,
Make the most of what is given,
For you know not what tomorrow brings.