" Our Mother Earth , do you hear us ? "
" Our Mother Earth , can you feel our pain ?
" They've pillaged and plundered , until there's not to gain ..
" The seasons flow on , as a steady stream ..
" Amongst your mountains of high esteem .
" We old souls , we hear you speak .
" We'll search your glory , til we are weak..
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Daniel Lisotta
I'm a poet , musician and aspiring writer .
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