Science has failed our mother earth,

The more technology we obtain the deeper we cut.

We bleed her veins to fuel our machines that pollute her air.

The broken glass from our litter cuts her earthly flesh.

Forest and stream’s once so clean, trail’s I treasured dearly.

Now is covered in our waste, and a thing of the past.

We complain about pollution but barely lift a finger to stop it.

We’ve become lazy in the luxurious lap of our mother,

Who still coddles us even though we’ve beaten and cut her pure earthly skin.

Instead of nurturing her bleeding wounds,

We deepen them causing painful tears to spill from our loving mother’s eyes.

Our mother has lost too much blood for us; she will die soon if we do nothing to help.
We’ve seen the signs of her starting to pass, but turn the other way.

Floods, ice melting, and hurricanes are signs of our sweet mother crying out in pain.

We force our sweet mother’s blood to flow with the sins we commit against her.

By throwing our waste on her we sentence her to death…