Email from Mother Earth.

A poem  for  Earth  day. I wrote  this  a  couple  of  years  ago.

Just  a timely  reminder  that  we  need  to respect , love and  look after  our  mother  earth. Sorry  i  think it is  a day  late!

Email  from  Mother  Earth  for  Earth  Day.

Can you hear me son can you hear my voice.

Can you hear me daughter can you catch my words before you have no choice.

Did you read my emails do you check them out

I have phoned you many times, the fact that I have tried to warn you is not doubt.

Did you read my letters son did you read and weep. Have you received my postcards  daughter.

They did not have the answers that you seek.

I carved it on the gate posts and  the walls.

I have hire out huge bill boards with letters 20ft tall!

I have screamed and I have shouted. I have made an almighty fuss

But no one is listening is there no one out there who wants to put me first.

Mother nature’s weeping, mother nature full of pain

You  have not been listening to her you have let her down again.

The blooms are out in winter and summer flowers peek in spring

The snow falls in summer and sometimes in spring.

You are heading for another drought your reservoirs are almost dry

Still leaks from your water  mains  in the streets and I am asking why!!

The animals all suffer and fauna and flowers too

It is starting with the the smaller things but soon to suffer it will be you.

This beautiful green planet that you live in

Is drying up to dessert have you not noticed a thing.

I have warned you till I horse and dropped hints as large as Tsunami and Earthquakes

I am so tired and you just ignore me have any idea how sad, me that makes.

Stop all you selfish clambering and look at what you are doing.

You are melting my ice caps and heading for rack and ruin!

I can only do my best like any loving mother can

But your are not just naughty children you are the race Human.

So hear my voice and listen good, this is your only chance

To save my life and enhance yours, to stop my final deaths’ dance.

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16 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Accidental Spacegirl
    Apr 23, 2017 @ 11:55:20

    My mother calls me the hippy of my family, because I’ve spent my life trying to leave our Mother cleaner than I found her. I wish more people would do the same.

    Reply

  2. Ritu
    Apr 23, 2017 @ 13:01:44

    This is amazing Sis xxx

    Reply

  3. Hugh's Views and News
    Apr 23, 2017 @ 14:36:13

    Such an eye-opener, Willow. You did a wonderful job writing this as a poem. I hope many of the human race take note. The clock is ticking.

    Reply

    • willowdot21
      Apr 23, 2017 @ 14:46:22

      I am shouting in the wilderness Hugh. The people with the money and the big business men do not care about the future…But we must keep spreading the word.xxxx

      Reply

  4. Olga
    Apr 23, 2017 @ 15:29:18

    Powerfully-spoken in Mother Nature’s voice. I was heartened by yesterday’s global march supporting science and the environment.

    Reply

  5. Sue Dreamwalker
    Apr 23, 2017 @ 16:50:23

    Excellent poem .. And yes.. I hope more are listening to her cries… She is sending enough warnings.. And I feel she is building up for another anger vent soon. ❤ xxx

    Reply

  6. Judy E Martin
    Apr 25, 2017 @ 14:44:15

    A very powerful poem, Willow. WE need to heed her warniings before it is too late!!💖💖💖💖💖

    Reply

  7. kds407
    May 03, 2017 @ 22:53:21

    What a really powerful poem you got there! I myself am trying to write fiction and non fiction pieces, especially since as if writing is my god given talent so to say. Not only that but it’s something I just LOVE doing and I bet some people who are reading this comment are writers themselves too!

    Anyways, really liked that poem of yours. Made me thinking about Earth and mother nature herself too!

    Kalin W.
    Founder Of KDS
    https://kdsanideaofautism.wordpress.com/
    TRY, CONQUER, ACHIEVE, REPEAT.

    Reply

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