The vastness of the Amazon
Does not stretch on forever without ceasing
This Mother-Land absorbs the pain
Of grand destruction and the force of might
But She is battered in its wake
Her wounds - in thousands - pull her down
Remove her hyacinth macaws
Her forests and her creatures torn
In greed by those who do not know
Or do not care about the consequence
Are lost to climates round the Earth
The birth of long catastrophe awaits
Distressed and angered
She stands by - and weeps
21Sept2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
and those of us who are conscious weep with her! great poem.