The Only Mother

I wake up another day on my bed A bed crudely made of stones and rocks It's dark outside as usual, and again I'm awaken by tremors and aftershocks It's the same from the day I was born There was no one to care for me, except her She always shelter me and clothe me Who is she, you ask; she is my Good Mother The days are hot and dangerous here The sun burns and blisters my skin; I cannot go out I have to remain in the womb of the Mother From sunrise to sunset, in a fetal position throughout In the night I roam for food with efforts futile Many a times I starve, few lucky instances I eat soil There is no animal, no bird, no river, no lake, no tree Not even a hint of grass, which makes my blood boil Where there used to be trees, there are withered roots Where there used to be grass, there is scorched earth Where there used to be water, there is baked land And I haven't seen a single animal since the time of my birth There are no rains to fight the endless summers, No flowers to distinguish scents and colors, No sounds which feel music to your ears, There is only darkness to see and all you feel are tremors The mountains give you a view of agony and distortion The earth has opened up with pockets of hell inviting you The air is stale and you feel dizzy when you breathe The world has shades of red and black 'stead of green and blue Today I walk the scorched earth staring at Hell below Wondering what the Devil might be thinking of me Cursing my destiny, when I tripped over something And I saw a defiant sapling aspiring to be the biggest tree I saw it more closely, watched the young one fight all odds It had strong roots stretching far beyond the horizon I wondered where it found that much energy and life And it came to me, that it was the Mother who had it chosen A Mother who creates the best out of her children A Mother who always cares for all, young or mature A Mother who always gives but asks for nothing in return Who is her, you ask; I say - She is Mother Nature Unlike God, she never forgets her children, Unlike Humans, she is never selfish, Unlike me, she never gives up, Unlike mortals, she will never perish. A new world will rise on the ashes of old, Life will again find a humble abode, This time there will be no races and religions, Because Nature will be our "GOD".