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Mother Nature Cries


High up in the air Pass the sunlit sky No one hears the threat That Mother Nature cries. Head in hands she weeps Because no one seems to care About the pain she suffers And the life she shares. Then, in despair She raises her quivering voice She screams to us “Now, You all have a choice!” “Nobody has such power, Nobody but I. This is the last you’ll see Mother Nature cry! Til now I’ve held my tongue But you all will never learn. All you do is take and take But yet you don’t deserve. I am only but so strong you see Forever I will not last And if you keep neglecting me, Then you will feel my wrath! My air’s no longer clean, My water’s no longer pure. If you do not change your ways, Then you will have no more. My wells are running dry, You’re cutting down my trees. Don’t you hear my prayer? Please someone come save me! Have I not given you, In abundant supply All that you ask of me And yet you ignore my every cry. And my pleas, they do no good No one hears but I. Let me warn, you’ll rue the day, When Mother Nature dies.”
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cruznlexis
i love your poem. it is so true. take this to the public. words can make a difference.

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