WAR

Mother Earth cries out       

She hears the shrill cry of her kids like the terrifying shriek of the puma in the wild 

She never slumbers           

She sees the design of the vicious;        

She hears the distressing wail of the victims

And receives the blood of the innocent      

She bids her time to raise a fuss          

Sending floods and quakes meandering through her lanes in a snake-like ritual      

She groans and grates her teeth                  

Like a mother, she pulls her wards from danger                                                                

But mortals reject her voice     

And thus, We are at war!