Our relation with Mother Nature
The lies are all around, foundations piled up
This appearance, a reality we choose to keep
We’re shutting her out, “improving” on what was made
Ripping pieces up, suffocating her
Taking full advantage, hardly giving back
The slightest form of rebellion is snuffed out
we strive for geometric symmetry, the lines kept
we allow invaders into her space, competition to thrive
she slowly creeps back, trying to have what was hers
we leave scars, wounds that time can’t heal
no wonder she calls out in agony
those disasters and casualties, its an attack back to us
that’s the only way, the only time we’ll listen
when she cries out as if to say
”You destroyed what I have made
You took without asking, and this is all for selfish wants
We need to coextist, allow harmony and balance again
But you must take the first step
Start to give back what was lost, and
Lessen your impact, so I can re-grow.”