The Grieving Mother Earth
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That piece of land struck with drought
This piece of land with flood
Quakes, wars, diseases this and that lot
We cry out with tears loud
But who knows our great Mother's grief
Who has ever heard her cry
Fate, she's not to any one even brief
Her strife and grief and cry
May be like some of us in secret heart
A covert groaning cry she does to her Lord
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