This poem describes Mother Earth as giving humanity life through air, food, and home. However, humans have become greedy and filled the air with smoke and death, killing themselves through lack of breath. The once clean seas are now choked with waste, and the pure soil has become barren sand due to farmers' strife. The poem calls for someone to help Mother Earth grow stronger by comforting and caring for her, saying we must treat her with distinction or face extinction.
This poem describes Mother Earth as giving humanity life through air, food, and home. However, humans have become greedy and filled the air with smoke and death, killing themselves through lack of breath. The once clean seas are now choked with waste, and the pure soil has become barren sand due to farmers' strife. The poem calls for someone to help Mother Earth grow stronger by comforting and caring for her, saying we must treat her with distinction or face extinction.
This poem describes Mother Earth as giving humanity life through air, food, and home. However, humans have become greedy and filled the air with smoke and death, killing themselves through lack of breath. The once clean seas are now choked with waste, and the pure soil has become barren sand due to farmers' strife. The poem calls for someone to help Mother Earth grow stronger by comforting and caring for her, saying we must treat her with distinction or face extinction.
This poem describes Mother Earth as giving humanity life through air, food, and home. However, humans have become greedy and filled the air with smoke and death, killing themselves through lack of breath. The once clean seas are now choked with waste, and the pure soil has become barren sand due to farmers' strife. The poem calls for someone to help Mother Earth grow stronger by comforting and caring for her, saying we must treat her with distinction or face extinction.
This mother earth, heart filled with strife She gave us air, food and home That’s not enough we humans scream With greedy lust, our mouths do foam With evil hopes, our eyes do gleam
Her air we fill with smoke and death
Ourselves we kill, for lack of breath The sea once clean, how choked with waste To drink, we fear, Will death make haste The soil once pure and full of life Now barren sand of farmers’ strife
Mother earth, Mother earth
There should be someone with her Who willing to help her get stronger, Comfort and take care of her We must treat her right Or we will incur a deadly plight Treat her with distinction Or surely face extinction