each generation has its gems, the point is, are we one of them?
Saturday, January 16, 2010
While our mother lies in pain...
She was born born a pure soul,
now in her own children,
have in her put holes.
Clean and pure her breath was,
now to keep it clean,
we have to enforce more and more laws.
What have we done to our mother?
What have we done to our mother?
Why have we done this to our own mother?
We have torn apart her lungs,
torn them apart,
for place to make more weapons and guns.
We dirtied her rivers,
we are the sewage givers.
Our own mother we are trying to kill,
slowly we are destroying,
each and every hill.
Our dying mother is lying in a corner,
doesn't she deserve much more honour?
Almost ruined and destroyed,
will we only wake up when she has died?
Our home, our land,
we have destroyed it with our own hand?
Beautiful she was,
now her wounds need so much gauze.
Our mother, mother earth,
you're treated worse than what your worth.
You are our beautiful mother,
now it's our chance as your kids,
now it's you we have to smother.
(Picture taken from the net
http://anonymousradioshow.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/mother-earth.jpg)
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