I am talking from the perspective of a wolf to my mother the nature.
Asking For Your Forgivness Mother.
IN the darkness,in the caves,
Like the shadow,
i used to live.
Chasing,
Trapping,
Tearing and Cutting.
thats how i used to Survive.
Between the arms of nature,
is my home.
under her sun,
i grow old.
But you humans don't leave me alone,
you cut the trees,
and burns my home.
you hunt my family for fun leaving me alone
All this destruction is man made,
you are responsible for my mother's madness,
now she always has a bad temper
and don't sing for me in bed like she used to before you came.
She rains acids spoiling her Veins,
she erupts fire burning her hair,
she shakes her body leaving Scares
and she wont stop till she dies.
I ask god for his forgiveness for what you have done.
You only spend a few years on earth
but look at all the destruction you leave behind.
Mother i apologize for him,
yes he is living in ignorance
buts you are still his home
and he is still one of your sons after all
Poetry by eizen wolf
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Written on 2009-03-03 at 08:36
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