Listen to the sounds of mother nature’s cry. Should we not mourn as we watch our mother die? Raped by father time. Her innocence has been torn. Conceived by all mankind corruption has been born.
Negligence and pollution, famine and acid rain. Listen to the thunder, she’s crying from the pain. Will no one save her? Will no one try? Is there nothing we can do as we watch our mother die?
Cant you feel her tears fall from the skies above?
Cant you hear her cries in the mourning of the dove?
Cant you see her sanity Fleeing from are vanity.
Dont you know she’s dying, dying for our love.
