That Voice Of Mother Earth, A-Crying! Poem by Anthony Edmond John

The world is dying,
Mother earth is crying,
Man,
Man,
Man,
You have caused me much pain,
Even if I rain hailstones on him he still is stubborn,

Man,
Man,
Man,
You cut down my hard grown forests without replanting them,
You plunder my breasts spilling my precious milk,
Keeping my marine offspring in extinct extinction,
You flare gas into the air making this same air your main life
Source thinner and thinner, destroying my ozone layer,

You manufacture harmful chemicals; and the resultant waste products from these you in your utter foolishness cannot dispose of properly,
Hear you!
Hear you!
Woe betide you for burning my forest,
See the charred evidences with so much natural life forms in jeopardy,
Your over zealousness has plundered the wildlife I granted true bliss,
They are now unsafe and close to extinction,
I will withhold my anger for a short time and look on,
But when thy cup of sin gets filled up; not even your ingenuity will withhold my fury,
I am MOTHER EARTH!