This mother Earth,
Who gives us life;
This mother Earth,
Heart filled with strife,
We love her not,
Though love we should;
Her death we plot,
For life's "own good";
She gave us air, and food, and home,
That's not enough we humans scream;
With greedy lust our mouths do foam,
With evil hopes our eyes do gleam;
Her air we fill,
With smoke and death;
Ourselves we kill,
For lack of breath;
The sea once clean,
Now choked with waste;
To drink we fear,
Will death make haste;
The soil once pure,
And full of life;
Now barren sand,
Of farmer's strife;
No longer she,
Can stand our "love";
Now we must flee,
Like scattered dove;
She gave us all,
Unto the end;
Now we appalled,
Our lives defend..
golden acrylics, canvas
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This mother Earth,
Who gives us life;
This mother Earth,
Heart filled with strife,
We love her not,
Though love we should;
Her death we plot,
For life's "own good";
She gave us air, and food, and home,
That's not enough we humans scream;
With greedy lust our mouths do foam,
With evil hopes our eyes do gleam;
Her air we fill,
With smoke and death;
Ourselves we kill,
For lack of breath;
The sea once clean,
Now choked with waste;
To drink we fear,
Will death make haste;
The soil once pure,
And full of life;
Now barren sand,
Of farmer's strife;
No longer she,
Can stand our "love";
Now we must flee,
Like scattered dove;
She gave us all,
Unto the end;
Now we appalled,
Our lives defend..
golden acrylics, canvas
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