Poor Mother Earth - Poem by JJ Evendon
Earth would be a much happier place
if it were not for us - the human race.
Animals, birds and mammals too,
would be best left alone – I think stands true.
Though we seek to understand life in all its form
our search for peace is constantly being torn.
Wars, plagues and disasters are all too frequent, we hear,
there’s enough suffering for an ocean made of tears.
If change could be made by opening a door
then rip it off its hinges and cry out – NO MORE.
For if we do not heed our conscience voice
we’ll end up with nothing instead of a choice.
A choice we appear not to hear or understand.
Instead we eagerly rape, pillage what’s left of our precious land.
Animals do not seek domination through force or destruction.
Whereas we constantly seek to remove any ideological obstruction
And when there is nothing left to satisfy our selfish thirst,
death would rise and rule over poor mother earth.
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