With True Love
Overflowing into the deep earth
we will never feel much worth
like damaging our fresh green earth
with the ill-planned species
we don't just plant
but soak the earth with too much blend
of toxic content
so that the result will be the best
in the shortest time rest
and all results must be super
but we never think of our life center
its heart still has to beat with a healthy regularity
we damage that all the time with sincerety
as if it never matters
our fertile earth not cared well but bursts
though we cherish its birth
but can't keep caring with true love
and we grumble all the time
against the repeated wind that gusts from above
© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
though we cherish its birth but can't keep caring with true love. Very tragic will be our future!