Mother Nature’s Cry; Joyce's poem 033; 201612

Mother Nature’s Cry

The world is in chaos,

The flowers no longer blossom,

The birds don’t chirp,

The whales don’t exist,

The darkness overcomes the world.

 

No silence.

No trees.

No water.

NOTHING! But chaos.

 

The world will end because of humans.

They say, “It’s my water.”

“It’s my earth.”

“Neither the animals, nor the trees.”

“It’s all mine! All mine.”

The foolish, selfish humans.

 

I know humans are

Smart, really smart,

I could imagine humans making neither air nor water.

 

When will they understand?

Someday?

I care a lot for them,

Do they?

I will survive,

Will they?

 

I am mother nature, forever……

And if humans continue what they are doing now, they suicide.

Their life depends on nature, which is me.

And life depends on their actions……

When will they realize?

 

I am going to say this once,

Only once,

And you’d better listen closely,

“Your action will determine your fate.

Not mine.

I’m nature, powerful nature.”