Mother Earth Cries

I can feel it, though it's your pain, you have made it a wave, that is touching my soul. I can look into your heart, I can see your wound, you have made it a radiation, that has made my eyes a device, that can penetrate inside, inside of injured humans, inside of hunted animals, inside of cut trees. I can listen to your heart, my heart beats with your beats, you have made it a violin tune, that can vibrate inside, and can touch my heart. I can smell your blood, It's my own blood, I am your mother, I can request My Lord, to interfere, I did it many times in the past, sometimes tremors, sometimes fires, sometimes floods, sometimes epidemics, and, sometimes wars! What I got in response, dead bodies of my own children!