mother earth

Tears slid down the mountains face.
Tears slide down slowly in grace.
The tears caused of suffering.
The earth’s future is buffering.
The earth is dying.
Another angel up high flying.
When I’m gone just remember.
My sol will lie in you, not an ember.
I'm fighting.
I'm marching.
I'm striding.
To a future were Mother Nature is thriving.

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