Occam has a razor

I think itu2019s a knife

It cuts our reality

It changes our life

If the Earth was done

Would Occam assist

And slice up and down

And not across her wrists

Everyone would cry

And say sheu2019s gone too soon

They might even wonder

If she spoke with the Moon

Did the Moon try to help

You know comfort the Earth

And tell her she is still beautiful

With an enormous amount of worth

Mars saw it coming

Mercury saw it too

Venus sent some love

Saturn sent some too

The Earth was o so sick

She was so very ill

Some people tried to help her

But no one had the skill

I am burning

With fires so hot

I am poisoned

By the toxins that you drop

I am drowning

As my oceans rise

I am dying

And no one hears my cries

She said to Occam

I just canu2019t go on

She told him how

She felt all alone

She begged for his help

Just to please end her pain

And at that very moment

Her skies began to rain

Yes I will help you

O my mother Earth

No more pain

And no more hurt

As Occam took his razor

And did what only he could do

The rain slowly stopped

and the Sun rose anew.