trees

In Mumbai the vultures no longer encircle
the Silent Towers. Our dead are tainted
by earth, wind and fire. Birds have fallen
to the ground, the land lies in shame and nakedness
for we no longer know the ways of the Ancients,
how they made their indigo blue paint outlasting time,
how they put harmony into their lands
how they worshiped the trees before we uprooted them.
Now our rivers are poisoned, our earth is burnt.
Our greed has become boundless
but hunger cannot be stilled by money you cannot eat.

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gaia the earth goddess

Gaia in tears

Spoken:
Can You Hear it?
Our Mother, She's Crying...
Can You Hear It?
Our Mother, She's Weeping...
Can You Hear It?
Our Mother, She's Crying Out for Help.

Neglected, Uncared for, Unloved
By Her Children, and Generations beyond
None Believed, None Saw the Truth for What it was
Living In Their Own World,
Cocooned By Lies

Can You Hear it?
Our Mother's Cries
Can You Hear It?
Our Mother's Weeping
Can You Hear It?
Our Mother's Crying Out for Help

It Came Too Late, When They'd Stopped Running
Her Skin was scarred, Body Milked Dry
Battles Upon Battles, Wars Upon Wars
Her Children, They Bled,
For Their Own Greed

Can You Hear it?
Our Mother's Cries
Can You Hear It?
Our Mother's Weeping
Can You Hear It?
Our Mother's Crying Out for Help

Listen With Your Heart
Listen With All Your Might
Can You Hear it On the Wind?
Can You Hear it On the Waves?
... Our Mother's Crying Out For Help

Can You Hear it?
Our Mother's Cries
Can You Hear It?
Our Mother's Weeping
Can You Hear It?
Our Mother's Crying Out for Help



by KAZEone