Our Mother
She nurtured all life,
Asked for nothing,
Yet we cut her with an industrial knife,
Bringing about a swift ending.
She cannot be replaced,
Yet we abuse her,
Her body defaced,
We are our own saboteur.
For oil and coal,
Raped her organs,
Only say we love her soul,
Yet this is where the end begins.
Why did we kill our mother?
She raised all of us,
Now we may never recover,
Our mother once so beauteous.
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