Mother Earth

I am a mother,

all of my creations are distinct,

serving purposes,

green, white, black, red, brown, yellow,

the list goes on,

some strong and some weak,

from the beginning of time,

my body steadily evolves,

But,

for what?

I am dying,

always giving,

never taking,

But my children take and take,

all they can while I'm living in never never land,

for if my body dies,

all of my children will the same,

what the hell do they think?

like vampires,

slurpping and sucking all the life out,

 

indulginance and gluttony,

 

we can change,

today,

to ensure a beautiful,

tomorrow,

for all the mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers,

me's, I's, and everything,

between.

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