Its a merciless place this world of ours.
Do not let it fool you with rainbows and flowers.
Nature is the mistress, she rules with an iron hand.
She took no prisoners when she made this land.
she will clear in an instant, places which took years to build,
and tear us apart, and cause famine and fear.
We can pray to the Lord but he seems no where near.
So let us be kind and treat with respect, this worlds rich resources,
and let's not forget.
If we rob her and hurt her, and trick and pretend,
She will spit Magma and bite us, and gather her friends.
Then we will be sorry, she will win in the end.
So let us be kind and treat with respect, this worlds rich resources, and let's not forget. If we rob her and hurt her, and trick and pretend, She will spit Magma and bite us..... a call to protect and respect nature........ very fine way of presenting dear poet. thank u always. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Terrific poem with a timely warning to the mindless inhabitants of this planet. It calls for a change in our attitude to protect earth to protect ourselves. Thank you, Brian. So let us be kind and treat with respect, this worlds rich resources, and let's not forget.... If we rob her and hurt her.... She will spit Magma