K

the road less traveled

you not mother earth
you are rather a dirt
so I've heard...
not just dirt
but a pile of dirt that gives constant birth
oh mother nature hear the cries of our youth
past generations have destroyed you
destroyed and left no beauty nor life for future
hear our cries and revive those who have died
heal those who continually fight to survive
hear our cries
heal our land
lend me a helping hand as I attempt to do my part
heal our land
©k_lettia