An ode to Mother Earth

We are blessed by your treasures,

Treasures told and untold,

A gift from God, behold!

Pleased our needs and leisure.

Though you, Mother Earth gave it all,

Didn't complained even murmured

We have still not heard your call

your call for help and to be remembered.

It may be fine today, we might say

But lo, it is not in the near future

All that we can do is hope and pray

That someday there will be a cure.

A cure for our misdeeds

And of our mistakes

So you can produce more seeds

For your life is at stake.

Oh, bountiful Mother,

We ask for your forgiveness,

Revenge, you must not bother,

But necessary it is for us to have consciousness.

  

We have destroyed your trust,

That we must to be the protector of you

Now you have crushed us into dust,

Calamities, disasters right on cue.

  

But please reconsider

For we are not all have sleazy intentions

We can still restore you in an order

 All you need is humanities' attentions