WAKE UP (An Original Poem)
Mother Earth sobs,
under the weight
of our vanity
she struggles
to feed her children
the frigid winds
blow the whimpers
of her pain,
ever-scattered
but the almighty dollar
deafens her cries
as our minds
are further dulled
by the distraction
of this race going nowhere.
(gif sourced from Giphy.com)
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Very creative way of telling the story of the earth.
Thank you!
She is alive and in pain for the wickedness that covers her skin.
That would be an awesome line in the poem!
Beautiful
Thank you, @mindfreak!
Earth is truly beautiful just like this poem and we must protect it!
Definitely, @travelista!
One salty tear in an ocean of plastic debris.
And Fukushima radiation.