Mother Nature Poem by Cyclopseven R

She weeps thinking of her fate
entrusted upon this creature
that’s supposedly to refresh her face
and harvest bountifully her beauty.

Alas! The creature has fallen
into the depth of darkest cavern
they take everything they can grab
and in nothingness left her weeping alone.

Her bosom is greedily bored
to fill their endless quests
so they can live in wealth amassed
without hardship and sorrows

All forgiving is she
that in anticipation she awaits
b’coz she believes that the day will soon dawn
and the creature shall be sworn
again, as the king of creation.

Yes the creature, the mankind
has long gone into hiding
leaving but volatile creatures of sense
to rule and ruin her gentle trust
but, a mother’s heart knows no revenge
only wishes that mankind will come out
from their hideouts within cavern of their hearts.

and once again walk divine on her.

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