Our Mother - Mother Earth

 
 


I have allowed you to walk upon my skin
Each step trodden vibrates deep within my heart
Many call me to calm my angers
I call you many times
Do you hear me?
I hear you

I suffered and still I suffer
The hand of man, is the hand of greed
Each beat of my heart
Echoes through all lands
Do you hear my heart?
I hear your heart

Much of my skin is damaged beyond repair
My heart weakens and shall soon disappear
Still you walk upon my skin
Taking my oils from deep within
Mans greed will be the end of me
For now I am angered
Now I rage from deep within.

White Thunder 14th October 2007

 
     

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