Care the Mother

By: nami (School of Earth and Environmental Sciences)
Competition Year: 2014
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Standing here, on laminae of sands,
Sipping the air of the Creator,
That blue sky seems so far.
For it now being cloudy gray,
Of the tantrums thrown to her.

The humans yet not be responsible,
Exploiters who disturb the norms,
May we all rise and be concerned,
Free her from those hands of the destructors.

Oh the Earth, the Mother,
Where will we once, be one,
Till the day of our last.
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