The Lament Of The Earth
Have you heard the bawl of the Earth.
The holy mother, the cause of thy birth.
Is mourning with tear-dropped eyes.
And her babble reverberates in the Sky.
Mum laments, addressing the supreme kid.
Babe! my wet eyes are of your did.
The God gave me the green pulchritude.
You razed off and made me nude.