{THE SAD REALITY OF MOTHER VS CHILD}
THE TRACK THAT ACCOMPANIES HER SAD SONG...
http://youtu.be/g04xGlXO8Ho
And the earth she cried because of her children... They born of her soil and placed in a garden of wealth hurtling through space.
They killing creations and causing general turmoil... She heaved and sighed and her wind raced as tornado, as raging storm...
Her children ignoring her cries and falling victim to her retribution continued to beat her down... to rape her incestuously.
They aspiring to reach the stars lived as primitives when they could have been futuristic... Hate based on such petty things.
They who could have lived as gods made gods of inanimate things, gold, jewelry and the clothes they wore...
The houses that they built and the cars they drove.
They weak in their fragile minds made some men kings and others men of men of false religions...
The earth, she begged them to hear and it fell on deaf ears they beyond the point of listening...
Sun and earths children suffered the consequences of their actions and inactions.
Fools living the lure of tradition and fitting in.
They having forgotten how to speak the language of the stars and the celestial objects... They unable to communicate with the dolphins.
The sun beamed hotter and the polar caps melted, fresh water becoming salty tears that threatened to wash over the land...
The air grew ever more toxic, the children becoming asthmatic, wheezing and coughing.
The children so materialistic forgot the teachings of the elders...
The wisdom of the sages.
The blue skies turned grey and the water tainted ran down the mothers body.
Her children making war with each other bled on her as the trees stood by and watched them silently.
And the earth she cried for she knew that to survive she must kill her unruly children...
Absorb them back into her body...
They heeded her not so lost were they.
They born of her womb had become the bad seed...
They on her ground lay rotten.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
THE TRACK THAT ACCOMPANIES HER SAD SONG...
http://youtu.be/g04xGlXO8Ho
And the earth she cried because of her children... They born of her soil and placed in a garden of wealth hurtling through space.
They killing creations and causing general turmoil... She heaved and sighed and her wind raced as tornado, as raging storm...
Her children ignoring her cries and falling victim to her retribution continued to beat her down... to rape her incestuously.
They aspiring to reach the stars lived as primitives when they could have been futuristic... Hate based on such petty things.
They who could have lived as gods made gods of inanimate things, gold, jewelry and the clothes they wore...
The houses that they built and the cars they drove.
They weak in their fragile minds made some men kings and others men of men of false religions...
The earth, she begged them to hear and it fell on deaf ears they beyond the point of listening...
Sun and earths children suffered the consequences of their actions and inactions.
Fools living the lure of tradition and fitting in.
They having forgotten how to speak the language of the stars and the celestial objects... They unable to communicate with the dolphins.
The sun beamed hotter and the polar caps melted, fresh water becoming salty tears that threatened to wash over the land...
The air grew ever more toxic, the children becoming asthmatic, wheezing and coughing.
The children so materialistic forgot the teachings of the elders...
The wisdom of the sages.
The blue skies turned grey and the water tainted ran down the mothers body.
Her children making war with each other bled on her as the trees stood by and watched them silently.
And the earth she cried for she knew that to survive she must kill her unruly children...
Absorb them back into her body...
They heeded her not so lost were they.
They born of her womb had become the bad seed...
They on her ground lay rotten.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
