You're Just an Afterthought

"To the Earth, I write this letter far too late As I sit in the prison that I've made Though I'm not the only one to be blamed I surely played my part." It's already lost It was over before it began The dye has been cast An admission we penned in ink: "To the earth, I hope this message finds you well But it won't, you've been ill for quite some time Though I'm not the only one who didn't help I could have done my part." It's already lost It was over before it began The dye has been cast An admission we penned in ink: "What you gave we so happily took With trembling hands, afterbirth What you lost we so easily found With little intent to return From your well, we so readily drank 'Til our silver cups overflowed From your garden, we took what we pleased We took everything from the Earth."