Her venomous green eyes intoxicating
Luring me in a timeless loop
Her touch revelating of the unknown
Opening my eyes to truths unsettling
Her gaze polluted by those she loves
Her creation expiring from trash undone
What is she to do
In an ignorant world filled with humans uncaring
Her potent emerald aura fading with every breath
A toxic world unworthy of her compassion
Her dominion failing with every death
Her grasp shows me these truths, yet what am I to do with this power, for a species undeserving
Her grasp loosens, but I refuse to let go
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Mother Earth always supporting us by the ground we walk upon, the air we breathe, the water we drink….you so articulated the ways in which we fail her. I pray we humans can wise up and start treating our environment as the sacred place it is💗🌎🙏
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I agree!! I tried to articulate it as best I could but I definitely feel like so much more could be said!! I appreciate you and I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Beautifully written, such an overwhelming subject. Perhaps if people worshipped the visible Mother instead if the invisible Father, the world might just stand a chance. I guess it’s just easier to blame an absent Dad, instead of ourselves.
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