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Gaias Demise
Mother Gaia, what have we done? You birthed us from your benevolent womb. You feed and clothe us, protect us; gave us life but, we are left wanting when it, comes to gratitude. We have shredded and poisoned your land and seas; over fished, over hunted; slaughtering even the forests and for...greed. Human ego is the genuine...Devil. Existing to gain; loving money more than family; a species of doom is the human being; lacking...humanity. When it comes to our siblings, animal and plant; to our mother, we exhibit indifference. We have lowered our species to a level beneath the cockroach; all we’ve touched has been destroyed. We blame the cows for Global Warming but, we humans are the guilty, the depraved and mangled minds, who are to blame. Forgive us, Mother, we do know what we’ve done to you. What we don’t collectively realize is that, what we’ve done to you, we do to ourselves, in the end. William was right when he penned, “Lord, what fools these mortals be!” The fools of the universe; our great shame is that, we don’t work together enough to save you. 6-10-2021 $ Poetry Contest Anthony Biaanco
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