Poetry Competition: Gaia
Gaia
Mother, on whose back you walk
Save her, protect her, we say
but all we do is talk
Mother nature, one who nurtures
all life born from her womb
as man does nothing but murder
Created as guardians of Her progeny
but all man does is pillage, rape and take
Mother, one our knees we fall, offering apology
Mother, without you where shall be go
left alone in the vastness of the dark
reaping the crops of the seeds we sow
Mother, with ur fields of green,
your oceans filled with life,
and so much by our eyes still unseen,
Forgive your children their trespasses,
For we are blinded by our lust and greed,
unaware of the scope of your losses,
Gaia, home to all floating in the vastness
Mother, giver of life, proctector
without whom man’s home would be nothing but darkness
Forgive us our trespasses,
Let your Children make amends for our sins
let us earn your favor once more, and clean up our mess.
By D. Cay