Heart-Earth

The drums are sounding,

Resounding;

My heart is aching,

Pounding

The end times are drawing nearer

 

The Earth Mother is crying,

Roaring

 

One day, her life will be exhausted,

But not like this

End times, please wait a little longer;

I promiise that we will be stronger

This poem is about: 
Our world

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