Believe me; everything will be taken back,
Kept underneath safely as the pay check,
She is not too generous to provide always,
She had turned a vixen to protect her health once,
Buried all those alive in her womb,
Heated it for many thousands years,
Ruins are the few as the human were the weak,
Ruins will be a lot as the human are the quick.
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I would like to translate this poem
Earth and we, in fact poetess brought here the agony of the earth , we are misusing, so a broad message save earth nice poem to this morning thank 10