The Voice Of Mother Earth

she is talking to us

THE VOICE OF MOTHER EARTH©

 

By Dorothy Sutton©

4-jan-09

 

There was peace above and around me

I could hear the children play

The aroma of flowers I sent out

At night time as well as the day,

 

But peace and quiet was broken

People running all over the place

The smell of burning branches

The rubbish all over my face,

 

My beautiful grass was so green

Dew drops sparkled so bright

My body is looking so old now

So I watch the stars at night,

 

I’m crying out loud in such pain

My body is dug up and torn

Green grass once covered me nicely

Like a dress a woman has worn,

 

My trees are being up-rooted

Is this all that I am worth

I’m hurting why you can’t hear me

I am The Voice Of Mother Earth.

Reviews

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Love when others are awake to see how we're affected when we abuse our Mother...we're hurting self as well. Splendid read and write. Thank you for sharing.

[DOROTHY]

thank you so much my friend

[DOROTHY]

i am clicking constructive but have no idea what it means hope it means good as the thumbs up sign

[Red Raven]

I am in Love with this poem. Its heart wrenching and remind me once again about ' be green, save mother earth' slogan we once shouted for awareness. when will we realize that its not her that needed us but us who needed her. for her, the pain will go away and be reborn with new sprout and flush with green but us, mankind will be banish. thank you so much for the wonderful read.

[DOROTHY]

thank you so much my friend

[richom]

Excellent. It is worse than criminal what we have done to this planet. We need millions of voices like yours to force the politicians to do more about it. Well rhymed and metered and very thought-provoking.

[DOROTHY]

thank you my friend