Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2010
Great mother's spirit speaks through my word
What she transpires truly needs to be heard
We do not worship the greatness of our earth
Instead we fight endlessly over our own turf
Paying huge money traveling to **** her game
Mounting it on the wall to feel our own fame
Stripping trees from her precious mountains
Halting the streams flowing freely as fountains
Animals not a special totem nor a spiritual sign
How as people to her did we become so blind
Lazily no longer a society working our hands
To our continuous **** and pillage of this land
Mother's spirits watching from heaven so high
If only we could see the saddened tears she does cry
Feverishly to awaken they shake they shout
Ignoring the signs we continuously move about
Mother Earth unleashes to us her greatest fury
Oh it didn't affect my life so why should I worry
Spiritual masters try to teach peace and insight
But even they are overwhelmed to our plight
Under our own convictions this life will shatter
Grieving misunderstood lies we are so battered
Maybe we will then stop to look for redemption
She can wash us in forgiveness and exemption
Replenishing spirit in our mind body and soul
Might then we reach our destiny our final goal
Mother Earth patiently taking her sweet time
Hoping one day we set forth to go back to find
Our own spirits whispers of truth and integrity
Before unleashing her fury with no great pity
She's offered us many occasions to save face
Walking the ancient ways of her humble grace
Please listen to Mothers whispers in my voice
Before we are simply doomed with no choice
Carol Huizinga 2009
Written by
Carol Huizinga  Okotoks
(Okotoks)   
966
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems