The Driller's Wrath Poem by Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco

The people of this world
Are blinded by money and greed;
For you are never truly free
Unless you respect mother earth
And all of her life offering's.

But the plague of greed,
Has enslaved many people's subconscious
As we have come to sell out our neighbors
For money and greed.

So now feel the driller's wrath,
As the poisons reach far and wide,
The driller and mother nature have come home to collide,
At the crossroad where life will cease to exist
As our fields of green will not longer reap the crops of life!
And the rivers and streams will lay barren and dry!

Your bellies will be filled with only the thrills
That Mother Nature cannot give,
As time reveals we will cease exposing
Mother Earth's delicate side to such danger's of men.

For our Creator is calling out to us;
'Respect Mother Earth and her Offerings of Life! '
'As those who live off her land, water and air
Will come to feel her wrath, if her calls are not heeded!
For without clean water, clean air and clean land,
There is no life and without life there is no civilization!
Heed the warning signs before it's too late!