The Death of Mother Earth and Father Sky: A Poem

The wind breaks free,
To caress the broken mountains,
To see,
To hear,
Oh house,
Teetering on that perilous cliff.

The moon
Awoke,
Its eyes,
Unseeing,
The land,
Alive,
Breathing,
Impregnated by the sky,
Oh, humanity did erupt,
Birthed.
Born,
To kill their mother Earth,
To destroy their father Sky,
And the moon did cry,
Oh acid rain,
Where have all the flowers gone?
Why do not the bees rejoice,
To pollinate?

Madness crept,
Feelers out,
Creep,
Deep inside,
That madness,
Building inside,
Can you hear the silence now?
Cheers!
Roars!

Death does not need an invitation,
No fan fare?

Weep,
Oh brother,
Oh sister,
Weep for that last life,
Mother Earth is dying,
Your lands are dying,
And there you sit,
On your broken knees!

We shall never know,
What we could be,
Our waters are poison,
Our lands are diseased,
No one hears the silent scream,
No one sees the broken sky.

Good bye Mother,
Good bye Father,
Rest in peace,
Good bye…

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