The Beauty She Brings

Look at the way she

Dips and curves

Like smooth music on a sheet

How she rises and falls 

Like the rise of the Roman Empire 

And the fall of Pompeii 

The secrets she holds

Behind a veil of protection 

And mysteries 

Reveling hidden treasures 

Concealing the important ones 

Admire her dynamic qualities 

Think about the lives she’s touched 

And her unending string of love 

Now look at her treatment 

See the holes they’ve carved 

How they take the roots she’s planted 

Grew so fondly of 

And severed them 

As those roots had no meaning 

No value

Held nothing but her in one place

The cage they’ve locked her in 

Constricting her movements 

Treating her as property 

When she deserves to be free

And unrestricted 

The way they trespass her very being 

Violating her most sacred parts 

Assuming they’re free of persecution 

Of guilt 

“Everybody does it? Why can’t I?”

She is not something to pass around 

And take for granted 

Admiration and respect 

Is what her treatment should be 

In a way 

Mother Nature is much like women 

Natures hillsides

To a female body 

Her textures 

To a females emotions 

Deforestation of Ms. Mother 

To a females values

Both are women 

Who are stronger then many give credit for 

Although both are fragile 

And their contribution to this world

Can run out 

If we aren’t careful.