Mother Earth Is Weeping
A thousand birds in the green could be soon gone,
if man does not stop cutting down their tree nests;
the streams and lakes ruined the fish woebegone.
To developers the animals are pests,
what can we do about the ocean debris;
the government is stone deaf to our protests.
Oh, sweet mother earth we hear your gentle plea,
the abuse and ignorance of man is wrong;
it hurts all the green, the ocean and the sea.
How sad it will be when there is no birdsong,
the world silent- will any creature survive;
if we do not stop it will not be too long.
Bees will be gone soon - not a single beehive.
oh, sweet mother earth how can we help you thrive.
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February 14, 2021
Poetry/Terza Rima/Mother Earth is Weeping
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1329-525-14
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, While Mother Earth Gently Moans
sponsor D.W. Rogers, Judged 03/18/2021
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