Mother Earths Cry
Can you hear me
Can you feel me
Can you see me
My name is Mother Earth
And I am dying
Do you not hear my pain
Do you not feel my pain
Do you not see my pain
Why can’t you hear the sounds of my icebergs breaking apart
Why can’t you hear the sound of my oceans crashing
Why can’t you hear the sounds of my seabed’s twisting and turning
Why can’t you hear the explosion in my mountains
Why can’t you hear the crackling fire through my trees
Why can’t you hear the thunder caps of my anger
Why can’t you feel the snow or the rain
Why can’t you feel the damp morning dew
Why can’t you feel the hot summer days
Why can’t you feel the sand on your toes
Why can’t you feel the wind on your face
Why can’t you feel the love I have for you
Why can’t you see the birds fly south
Why can’t you see my sun beams
Why can’t you you see my sunsets
Why can’t you see my moon lights
Why can’t you see my waterfalls
Why can’t you see my tears
I have taken care of your race for hundreds of thousands of years,
I know you all by name. Haven’t I provided for you my beautiful
children? Do you not respect and love your mother, your
grandmothers, your elders? Or did you forget how? I have
only seen the greatness in all of you, even after I have been gutted .
Your race takes for granted all the things
that my love for you provides. Instead of trying to fix what you
have broken, you choose to look for other worlds to watch die. Do you
think that another planet would be as beautiful as mine?
I still have hope in all of you to do the right things, I need you as
as you need me, if you wish to hear the sparrow sing or to dance
In the rain, mark my words things need to change. Tomorrow is
never promised. If you wish to see the rainbow after the storm
Change the way you think and honor your home!
The end or is it
About the Creator
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