Trees sway in the earth's wrath
Leaves play in the wind's path
Tell me mother, why are you so sad?
Why even bother to nurture these murderers?
You scream and plead but they’re still wondering
“What do you want from me?
What can we do?”
“You are a part of me
We is you”
The clouds are dark and the means too
A shadow that cries but comforts the dry on cue
We do not deserve your anger
We are pitiful, becoming strangers
You are beautiful and so patient
We are killing what you made for us
But did you even pray for us?
Were we supposed to just combust?
A lust for greed, a trust no one can touch
I’m so fucking sorry we’re such a loss
I wish I could change what we did to you but you’ll never be the same
Yet you still cry and create magnificent things
Even when we deny you are what creates our dreams
Our every breath should be given to you but too many of us don’t follow through
Lightning strikes and thunder booms
We’ll be alright but what about you?
Yell at us mother
Bring on the storm
We can no longer deny your warmth
You’re much stronger than us but even you can’t endure the pain we’ve caused you has no cure
I’m so fucking sorry we hide behind close doors, forget about you and delicate chores that could save you
Oh, why were we born?
Tears pound on the concrete floor.
About the Creator
Ecarg Nosive
I'm a 27 year old writer from Ohio trying to make my passion, my career. Besides writing I enjoy animals, nature, and concerts.
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