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Earth Mother
Every sleeping hour some are born
Into this speck of dust Gliding around our Mourning star. And why do we weep? Ancient times existed. Before, you and I believed in this earth And what she brought. Believed in the nurture of the nature, But somehow along the line, The modern man has forgotten this. Now we choose to decide between those that should be one. And so we succumb to the over encumbering fear of death that looms. I shall now forsake the fear, And accept, Embrace, And love it. Let my soul rest, Let my body decay and become one with the earth mother that gave us life, In this Impossible equation. Let my last breath be free. |
