Colors of the Wind
Our Mother�s Tears
Sitting in class,
observing the world around
Nature is losing splendor.
Once full of vivacity.
Green, Blue, Yellow
Colors of the Rainbow
Elements of Nature.
Sitting in class,
observing the world around.
Overrun with corruption
while looking outside,
into the forest; I see,
Blue tears fall from our mothers eyes.
Why does she hurt?
She is covered with scars!
Her once beautiful complexion
begins to fade: covered with pollutants.
Sitting in class,
observing the world around
Time is regaining the ice cold grip.
Mother is losing the struggle
What can anyone do
When cries of help
from our mother
Are Not Heard.
Sitting in class,
looking at mother: in pain
I begin to weep with her
when I find the truth.
Daniel Huron `99
Background by Windy