dear mother earth
can you hear me?
has old age captured your ears?
can you see me,lost in this 'over crowd',?
over six billion souls,all crying out loud
Groaning about deep pains
screaming about the plains
The soil lies bare,it grows no harvest
what happened to the green years?
what happened to bounty days?
we have angered you,we have spat you in the face
what happened to all you taught us?
about peace
about unity
about love
about morality
about justice....
we have made our own rules
we have built the best bombs,better guns
we have exhibited the best 'art of war'
we have wounded poor souls
enslaved the innocent,torn down mighty heights
emptied wasted blood into harmless seas
left it blood red
suffocated little sea creatures
dispersed tree birds,pulled down their homes
enslaved elephants,enslaved poor ants
fought against every JUST thing
adopted new cultures of greed,lifestyle of vane
fame & sugar cane wealth
we swin in blood money
oh it tastes like honey
looks at us,look what we've turned into
animals,dirty filty animals
carnivorous beasts!
we no more prey wild animals
our brother's flesh is now a better meat
his blood the wine of our feast
we have snatched them their home
starved them
taken their little homes
left them naked,here in the field cold
displayed them on the BIG screen pretending to care
we have discriminated our brother
on the bases of skin tone & colour
bases of choice & belief
place of birth & origin
we have OVER explioted your crust
emptied large oceans dry
diseased the air,left it lifeless & helpless
we have torn down ozone's blanket
we want it no more
what happened to happy marriages
now is all happily divorced after
what happened to men marrying women
now its men marrying men
what happened to honest,hard working youth
now its weak,lazy,restless fools
what happened to nature and purity
now its all sand & ashes,dark clouds of gases
you have plagued us in your anger
with your rushing tears of FLOOD
angry pump of tsunami blood
heartless HEAT of warth
dry skin cracks of earthquakes
poundin head volcanos
cureless scars of cancer
painful curse of AIDS
heavy sigh of storms
bald grassland,and hungry sad band
sad crying faces,sorrowful music for the babies
where really are we?
we are lost & forgotten in this place
tommorrow we shall leave you
we are going to MARS
to start a new life
good bye mother earth,we disown you today
(c) okafor makuochi
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