Mother Earth
Her clouds are dark and heavy.
So she rains.
Her oceans are blown by heavy winds.
So she brings hurricanes.
Her volcanic mountains blow,
And her rivers overflow.
So she floods,
Leaving destruction and mud.
Her inhabitants are often unconcerned.
So she overheats and burns.
To someday be redeemed
Is her greatest dream.
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2025
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