The Plea

Oh, earth of my soul, guiding mother, giver of my birth. She that should be respected, know that not all are of guilt, the pain of your raping, please spare those who are not to blame, those who live from you, giving respect, save those who fight those who would damage you for their personal wealth, bless all with inner awareness of your being. Aye, the pains that dominate, your daily existence, are the condemning of our being. Most see this, more follow, only the greed mongers, continue. They the same, who force murder on their own. They are the ones, ever stealing from you and their fellow beings. They, the culprits guided by the possession, which can never be condoned. Stead, guide us to your being, lead the new thought of sharing, that of which, you have done throughout our history. Show those who would ignore the threshing, that will be done, when their ignorance and spite continue. Save us earth mother, so that we can give back that of which you have always given.