Mother Earth, My tears fall for Thee
our mother earth is being tortured, abused and torn apart
by people who could care less, i feel they have no heart!
a dry and barren wasteland, truly someday our planet shall be
goodbye flowers, and goodbye trees, goodbye waters of the sea!
day by day and hour by hour, mother earth is slowly dying,
it's the burning of fossil fuels, it's the monster fracking!
if that's not enough, think about this, deforestation,
and a throw away society, making war with every nation!
you cold and heartless humans, watch her gasp for breath!
will you be pleased to see her meet an unfortunate death?
will you be satisfied with no grains, fruits, or vegetables?
will you be delighted with no water to quench your thirst?
like a child not satisfied, until he takes apart his toy,
will you at last be happy, and filled with exuberant joy?
she is not well, can you feel her tremble, and feel her quake?
open your eyes, is there a rainfall to replenish the lake?
she is alive, and not a piece of stone, she is all we have,
and if you think she shall die alone, you must think again!
when the scientists, you know the ones with a master's degree
says not anyone of us can survive on planets x y or z
then we must open our eyes to see, she is truly our mother
show her some respect, cause we shall not have another!
yes, she provides us with food, clean water, and fresh air
all of us are children of the earth, for us she does care!
if you can't play nice, and be grateful for what she gives,
pack your bags, and ride the next spaceship out of here!
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