Category : Poems
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Nature is my mother. Her wind is our bind, I try to touch her but she's no where that i can find. Her air is my oxygen, her heart is my soul, Her rain is the tears of torture, our world Is her nightmare. Mother has so many people to fear. They litter her death. Poison her air with her darkness near. They absorb her oxygen cutting off her life support by millions.humuns Destroy her water so she crys in blood. Her streets and her grounds they flood dark red almost a black. I can't save her from your attack she to far gone. Mother I am here but you can't find me there's others trying to seek you its not just a plea I cry for you just as you do thee.