Her Tremors, We Fear
She expresses her displeasure with us
Acknowledging the hurt we cause her
Though our care, is little
For science may attempt to repair
But severed her, we have
Only without our presence, can she heal
A home to us, she has been
Wishing to nurture us, with her produce
Though our greed, proves our weakness
Her food we use, than discard
As better it, we believe we can
A greater profit, is there for us
Provided us with much leisure, she has
Wishing us to be content, with our surroundings
Though to be satisfied, we choose not
For superior to four-legged creatures, we view ourselves
But our similarities, would defeat our differences
If our respect to her, was like theirs
Her wounds, are greater now
As our holes we have dug deep, to steal the gold within her
Though through her heat, she has emanated a warning
But only in her tremors, do we fear
For realize we do, dependent on her we are
No matter the improvements we attempt, our lives she owns still
Copyright © Keshan Govender | Year Posted 2016
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