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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My trees are being rampaged by man's cruelty; doesn't he feel empathy when they crumble down, to be shipped on barns and trains for huge profits? And while my darlings don't bleed like he does, they suffer by far... and they feel the same pain when the ax or the sawer fells them; and they end up in crackling fireplaces for your holidays' glee, or adorn humble houses and the villas of the wealthy! But be warned, heartless choppers, flood is your curse... when the stripped cliffs can hold no rain, and entire towns are swept away by mountain's slides; is this what you desire? Hear the plea of Mother Nature, a cry for sympathy to stop this madness, you extol me with admiration, but fail to see how much beauty you take away from me! Hear the plea of Mother Nature, before all forests are gone and you are scorched by the hottest sun... you'll run to find a shady refuge, but none will be found! O noble men, who decreed on my behalf... where have you gone? Rooselvelt was one of them, a kindred President, who showed concern and saved most of them; think of us as humans who love life, but despise death! I invite you to take a walk among these trees, still standing and protecting you from harm, look up and see a wider sky with the sun in full power; dehydrating small brooks that ones flowed undearneath the cool shade of my maternal arms, so that you could savor the freshness of their water! O vile and uncaring men, see how much destruction you have caused for a fancy, not for an excused deed...a necessity not used prudently! O protectors of wilderness, come forward and state your concern and wrath! if you agreed to beautify and protect my landscapes, which lay before you and beyond, they'd become, once again, the original garden your ancestors so delightfully revered! Hear the plea of Mother Nature, to allow the fowl to glide over them and announce an up-coming storm, to endow my soldiers with stregth and hold up their shields to fight heroically; that's what you do when you are attacked by an intrusive tyrant to usurp and destroy, I am not different from you...and I rely on intuition, not intelligence to halt the fury of a tempest, or to diminish the howls of a rampaging wind! Hear the plea of Mother Nature, and gladly comply, to benefit from our invariable commitment; Humankind depends on Nature for its survival, not Nature on Humankind, to make everything, created by His divine hand, last and glorify His purpose! Copyright 2009 By Andrew Crisci
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