I WAS FORBIDDEN TO SEE HIS FACE OR HIS PHYSIQUE
BUT HE ALWAYS LET ME KNOW THAT HE WAS THERE.
HE GAVE ME THE FINER THINGS AND TREATED ME FAIR,
AND I KNOW THAT HE LOVED ME I DARE SAY, OF THAT
HE NEVER SWAYED.

SINCE THE DAY I HAVE BEEN TAKEN AWAY
FROM MY FATHER AND SISTERS, I HAVE LIVED WITH
THIS MAN AS MY HUSBAND, NEVER TO SEE HIS FACE
BUT ONLY TO FEEL HIS TOUCH.
ALWAYS LEFT TO WONDER IF HE WAS A MAN WITH BEAUTIFUL
FEATURES OR A HIDEOUS DEFECT OF AN UNFORSEEN CREATURE.

HIS LOVE WAS GENUINE FOR HE NEVER FAILS TO TELL ME, NEVER FAILS TO SHOW ME AND TO THAT I HOLD TRUE HIS LOVE FOR ME, IT WAS NEVER BLUE. FOR ONE DAY AFTER NEARLY A YEAR OF HIS PLEASANT LOVE HE ALLOWED MY BELOVED SISTERS TO COME AND PAY ME A VISIT AND I WAS NEVER MORE THE HAPPIER FOR I HAD NOT SEEM THEM SINCE I HAVE BEEN TAKEN.
BUT OTHER REASONS HAD THEY FOR THEIR VISIT, OH I WAS SO MISTAKEN.

THEY POURED INTO MY SUBCONSCIOUS MIND
THEIR LIES, DECIET AND THEIR MALACE FOR THEY
HAVE BECOME ENVIOUS OF THE SPLENDOR THAT HAD BEFALLEN ME,
OF THE GRANDOISE OF MY CONFORT; THEY THOUGHT ME TO LIVE UNHAPPY
BUT WERE TAKEN ABACK AND SO BELIEVED THAT I WAS NOT FIT FOR SUCH A PALACE. THEY FILLED MY HEAD WITH SUCH OPPOSITES, TWISTED HALF-TRUTHS AND CONVINCED ME THEY DID, FOR I LET THEM GET THE BEST OF ME.

ONE NIGHT AS MY BELOVED SLEPT, INTO HIS ROOM I CREPT AND AT HIS SIDE
I TOOK THE CANDLE AND AS QUICKLY AS I GRABBED THE SCONCE I TOURCHED IT
AND HELD IT AS HIGH ABOVE HIM AS I CAN HANDLE.

LOW AND BEHOLD MY BREATH WAS TAKEN AS I STOOD THERE IN FRONT OF
MY HUSBAN I WAS SO FROZEN!
THERE I STOOD TAKEN ABACK JUST STARING AT HIS GLORIOUS FEATURES.
ALL GOLDEN! LOVELY GOLDEN LOCKS OF HONEY SCENTED HAIR, SMOOTH SILKY
SKIN SO SOFT AND FARE, AND LONG BEAUTIFUL GOLDEN LASHES.

OH, HOW I WAS SO WRONG ABOUT HIM, ABOUT EVERYTHING.  I WAS SO
WRONG TO HAVE DOUBTED HIM, BUT IT WAS TOO LATE.
MY LOVE CAUGHT ME LOOKING DOWN ON HIM AND AS I CAME OUT OF MY
FROZEN STATE WITH A STARTLED REFLEX, I UNINTENTIONALLY BURNED HIM
WITH HOT WAX FROM MY CANDLE AND WITH A SCREAM SO LOVELY HE JUMPED
FROM HIS SERENE SLUMBER OFF THE BED, HE WAS GLARING AT ME,
THE BRIDE HE HAD WED AND HIS FACE TURNED SO SAD FOR ME BECAUSE
IN HIS HEART HE TRULY LOVED ME, BUT ALSO BECAUSE HE KNEW
WHAT MUST BE DONE.

“MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
HAVE I NOT TOLD YOU FROM THE VERY BEGINNING
THAT MY LOVE WAS ALL YOU NEEDED TO TRUST?
INSTEAD YOU BETRAY ME WITH YOUR UNCERTAINTY.
HAVE I NOT TOLD YOU THAT I WAS A MAN OF HONOR,
INTERGRITY, OF HOPE AND OF LOVE?
YET YOU GO AND FORSAKE ME WITH YOUR MORTAL CURIOUSITY
AND FOR THAT I MUST LEAVE YOU, FOR YOU DO NOT DESERVE ME
MY SWEET LOVE.”

I FELL DOWN TO MY KNEES AS I WATCHED WITH TEARS OF SADNESS
ONCE FULL OF JOY FOR HIS GLORY WAS TOO MUCH TO BEHOLD,
THE BEAUTIFUL CREATURE WHO HAD TAKEN ME TO WIFE,
SPREAD HIS MIGHTY WINGS, TOOK HOLD OF HIS BOW AND SATCHEL
FULL OF GOLDEN ARROW TIPS AND IT WAS THEN THAT I HAD REALIZED MY HUSBAND NOT A MAN; OH MY HOW STUPID FOR I KNEW THEN MY HUSBAND, SON OF APHRODITE THE GODDESS OF LOVE, WAS CUPID!

So we’re living in a world that is
Crying and pleading. Mother Earth is probably
Wondering why human kind is nothing but hate
And full of want and greed and always needing.

Why we never have the sense to care or the
Empathy to feel the loss, the hurt, the tears,
The blood and the fear of our Mother Earth,
Of how she cries out to us and begs us to stop hurting her.
We’ve already been seeing her signs.

Revenge is all bitter but not in her nature,
But oh so sweet since she commands the changes of
The seasons, the changes of the climate and it is
She who decides of how long we can stay here
And make no mistake for she will sacrifice herself and
All its glorious wonders only to exterminate
The bad that is hurting her—and of the innocent she will not care!

Because in truth if we do not care for ourselves then
Who is to say that we, the human kind,
Earn the right to live in our beautiful Mother Earth?
How dare we? To even call it Home; for we do not deserve her!

And the pain she will inflict upon us will be unbearable, the torture unimaginable.
The cries and the screams of all life not being able to breathe whilst
Being drowned in a hot, humid atmosphere
For where once we stood ignorant and proud
Will be nothing but our ashes to mark our hypocrisy.
Those few that survives this will be taken by the
Peaceful, calm serenity of a long deep slumber
Underneath the brisk cold of the minus 150 degree temperature
Where we will all suffer forever frozen the fate of our last days!

No, this is too much hate and not the way of Mother Earth, but to save herself
From the cruel ignorant intentions of our species
She will open for the very first time our eyes
For we have all been blind and by then it will all be too late.