In defence of this planet our children do rise;
in defence of the planet and against our lies.
Will they stand strong, where we all did fall
in this, their answer to Gaia’s last call.
While we sing a dirge for a planet once hale
they prepare for battle and they cannot fail.
To lose is no answer at this final call;
we’ve left them to stand with backs to the wall.
They’re now the leaders ‘cos we lost our way
in our headlong rush to seek Mammon’s pay.
In this final counting where will you stand;
with middle class comfort or at your child’s hand.