Today, my heart weeps. Hurt with what I see,
what humans do.
Using precious gifts from me, and turning
them into hurtful things.
Taking my beauty and destroying. How can
they love me this way.
I give them a home, one full of love, and
loveliness all around them, if only they could
see.
But instead, they cut off my life, with destruction
and hate.
Trashing my land, and turning noses up at my
offered out hand.
How can they do this to such beauty, as I have
given them so freely.
Now I weep, upon the lands, shedding pain, with
each new droplet.
This is my home, I have freely given unto you, all
I ask in return, is respect and love.
But in return, as I walk the land, I see trash and
debris and half cut down trees, pulled out flowers
left to die. They will never feel the coolness of my
April showers.
I am your friend, I give you a place to call home,
why would you do this to me.
For I am Mother Earth.
Written By:
Donna Le
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