Mother Earth
She looks down upon the Earth in disbelief
Saddened by the horror and by the grief
Barren land and gritty sand
Instead of soil turned over by the hand of man
Forests stripped revealing hell
Burning fires and the lone church bell
Ring out against the haze filled sky
Children with Asthma and tears in their eye
Suffering from Woodsmoke polluting the Earth
Illness and death oh what a curse
Mankind and his desire to burn everywhere
On hillside, in cities and what do they care
But the innocent children still pay the price
With their health and suffering and yes with their life
Death from Woodsmoke is heartless, is cruel and relentless
It is horror, it is sadness, it is illness and senseless
Pain and the suffering of children can be found everywhere
It weighs heavy on parents who truly do care
But Woodsmoke continues to swallow up life
It shows no mercy to children, to husband or wife
Families grieve, families weep, families cry in despair
When will mankind stop burning wood and polluting the air?
Webmaster comment...The above beautiful and sincere poem was written by an individual that wishes to remain anonymous. Thank you for your submission.
January 2011
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