My Poor Lady

She's crying

The sun rises, over the Golden Gate

Love's capsizing, somewhere in the Ocean State

Star's are aligning, in outer space

A smile is forming, on a baby's face

 

What does it take to make us see

we are surrounded by beauty

We rape Her with selfish greed

and we waste Her, Mother Earth

        My poor Lady

 

A couple is singing, to their unborn child

A wounded bird set free, into the wild

We take from Her, forever defiled

She is talking to us, listen and keep Her around awhile

 

What does it take to make us see

we are surrounded by beauty

We rape Her with selfish greed

and we waste Her, Mother Earth

         My poor Lady

 

We dig into Her soil, creating such turmoil

She has listened and She has seen

yet She has stayed loyal

It is the future, that we so spoil

we don't care, we are blinded

by money, power and oil

 

Do not just hear my song,

listen and let my words linger on

We as a people,

we need to change our ways

Think of your children like sunrays

and there are only so many days 

for them to shine

Yet we waste Her, Mother Earth

         My poor Lady 

Reviews

[Kara Emily Krantz]

"What does it take to make us see
we are surrounded by beauty
We rape Her with selfish greed
and we waste Her, Mother Earth
My poor Lady"

MY GOODNESS. that is just lovely. i adore this. those first two lines are perfect- but then the rest of the stanza needed to be copy/pasted, as well, because it's just perfect.

love the title. it's what originally attracted me to the poem.

"We dig into Her soil, creating such turmoil"

LOVE THAT.

this is wonderful. it's going in my library. :) love the message, AND the way you say it :)

[Angel Bird]

This says it all, and more ...
This is beautiful in its sadness.
You've done a marvelous job in more than one sense!