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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Now tell me what is this thing, what does it represent? Will we be able to comprehend it’s meaning to our heart’s content? Why does it fill the soul with such a strange wonderment? Making us feel and cherish our life’s every moment The way it makes us feel is like we are being nourished The earth’s love and warmth making us flourish Thinking of mother earth’s love that we all cherish Without the gifts of the earth humankind will perish It is but truly fitting to make a bell out of the image To wake up those whose thoughts had been sleeping in this age We may not be as wise I and as intelligent as the bygone royal sage But we should know that a battle against evil in this time should be waged Now even the weather system is suddenly changing Our dear mother earth’s health is slowly failing We are having worldwide disasters that are alarming Effects of what is called everywhere as global warming Do we stay deaf to the earth’s mournful call? Can’t we hear it calling, can’t we hear it toll? Will we be a part of mankind’s end, the human race’s downfall In saving our dear mother’s life shouldn’t we give our all? There is evil destruction being done to nature and we know it well Destroying trees, killing animals just to have something to sell Destroying the environment wantonly, creating our own hell It’s time to hark, and hear the call of the earth mother bell
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