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The Rape of Our Earth Mother
Listen to this tale I tell.
Hear the words and heed them well.
For it is a tale like no other,
About the rape of our Earth Mother.
Listen whilst I tell to thee
This story, heard at my mother's knee,
About a time, obscured in myth,
When we didn't live like this.
There was a time, the people say,
When we did not live this way.
"Tis true we did in ancient past,
But that time too, it could not last.
Once before, in times of old,
We lived on the land, free and bold.
The sun was warm, the grass was green,
The air was pure, the water clean.
We lived in harmony on the moor,
Took what was needed, nothing more.
The sun and moon gave us their care.
We honored them each day with prayer.
But gradually, so we did not realize,
Things changed before unseeing eyes.
The gifts of Father Sky and Mother Earth
Now were sought for just their worth.
People hardened to Her cries of pain.
They took and took for earthly gain.
They thought, in order to satisfy,
A part of Mother Earth should die.
They would not stop, these so-called men;
Any means, to achieve an end.
They stripped Her bare and let Her lie
In full view of the Father Sky,
Who could only watch in helpless pain,
His tears falling as acid rain.
They foraged inside Her ancient womb.
They ravaged Her, and left a tomb.
They built houses, taller than highest trees
And horrible places called factories
That spewed blackened fumes into the air
And poisoned all that once lived there.
The toxins were dumped into the water,
Poisoning the blood of our Earth Mother.
Then, as if this all weren't quite enough,
Mankind decided it wanted more stuff.
The people demanded more and more,
And so decided to go to war.
Battles have been fought, and lost, and won
Since earliest times under the sun.
But these new wars were not just fought;
Entire lands were laid to naught.
They fought and took and did not care
That they left destruction everywhere.
For all these years Mother Earth lay meek;
Too sick to care, to sick to speak.
Then, one day, in a flash of light
All they knew vanished, from their sight.
Fires raged and poisoned smoke
Caused the people to cough and choke.
Pain and sickness made them cry.
Billions just lay down to die,
Black smoke blinded Father Sky.
He listened, helpless as Mother earth cried.
Then an eerie silence reigned.
Mother Earth silently lay in pain.
She lay that way for centuries;
It seemed all life had ceased to be.
Father Sky could only cry in pain;
His tears falling as torrential rain.
But the tears he cried began to wash away
The destruction that occurred that day.
Those who lost life in that war
Returned to Mother Earth once more.
Very slowly she began to heal.
The scabs fell away to reveal
Not all life had perished that day;
Some had been allowed to stay.
In places spread across the land
There walked a woman, and a man.
As God and Goddess Sky and Earth came
And to each child remaining, gave a name.
They charged them to live simply on the land
Never again to let balance get out of hand.
They gave them grain and plants and trees,
And animals to supply their needs.
They taught them to honor the Moon and Sun.
They taught them to let the rivers run
Pure and clean, wild and free;
As they always were intended to be.
They blessed the people with children there,
And once more laughter rang through the air.
Mother Earth, as the story is told,
Told Her children, in words bold:
That never again would a time come
When She would allow, what once had been done.
Steps would be taken, if need be
To maintain her health and stability.
She left Her children these words to fulfill,
"An' it harm NONE, do what ye will.
Live in harmony with each other:
Father, Mother, Sister, Brother.
Walk softly this time on the land;
Never allow yourselves to get out of hand."
Honor the Lady and the Lord,
Give thanks daily with deed and word.
There is one thing you must never do...
Ne'er forget these words I've said to you.
This is our last chance, there'll be know other.
Ne'er forget the rape of our Earth Mother.
~Morgaine SilverOak © April 2004
~Permission to Use~
I am the author of the above poem, written by my hand this day: April 22, 2004
in commemoration of Earth Day. I authorize free use of the poem for
non-commercial, educational and religious education only. No wording is to be
altered in the process and this statement must accompany said works.
L. Balmoos, aka. Morgaine SilverOak
The Rape of Our Earth Mother
Listen to this tale I tell.
Hear the words and heed them well.
For it is a tale like no other,
About the rape of our Earth Mother.
Listen whilst I tell to thee
This story, heard at my mother's knee,
About a time, obscured in myth,
When we didn't live like this.
There was a time, the people say,
When we did not live this way.
"Tis true we did in ancient past,
But that time too, it could not last.
Once before, in times of old,
We lived on the land, free and bold.
The sun was warm, the grass was green,
The air was pure, the water clean.
We lived in harmony on the moor,
Took what was needed, nothing more.
The sun and moon gave us their care.
We honored them each day with prayer.
But gradually, so we did not realize,
Things changed before unseeing eyes.
The gifts of Father Sky and Mother Earth
Now were sought for just their worth.
People hardened to Her cries of pain.
They took and took for earthly gain.
They thought, in order to satisfy,
A part of Mother Earth should die.
They would not stop, these so-called men;
Any means, to achieve an end.
They stripped Her bare and let Her lie
In full view of the Father Sky,
Who could only watch in helpless pain,
His tears falling as acid rain.
They foraged inside Her ancient womb.
They ravaged Her, and left a tomb.
They built houses, taller than highest trees
And horrible places called factories
That spewed blackened fumes into the air
And poisoned all that once lived there.
The toxins were dumped into the water,
Poisoning the blood of our Earth Mother.
Then, as if this all weren't quite enough,
Mankind decided it wanted more stuff.
The people demanded more and more,
And so decided to go to war.
Battles have been fought, and lost, and won
Since earliest times under the sun.
But these new wars were not just fought;
Entire lands were laid to naught.
They fought and took and did not care
That they left destruction everywhere.
For all these years Mother Earth lay meek;
Too sick to care, to sick to speak.
Then, one day, in a flash of light
All they knew vanished, from their sight.
Fires raged and poisoned smoke
Caused the people to cough and choke.
Pain and sickness made them cry.
Billions just lay down to die,
Black smoke blinded Father Sky.
He listened, helpless as Mother earth cried.
Then an eerie silence reigned.
Mother Earth silently lay in pain.
She lay that way for centuries;
It seemed all life had ceased to be.
Father Sky could only cry in pain;
His tears falling as torrential rain.
But the tears he cried began to wash away
The destruction that occurred that day.
Those who lost life in that war
Returned to Mother Earth once more.
Very slowly she began to heal.
The scabs fell away to reveal
Not all life had perished that day;
Some had been allowed to stay.
In places spread across the land
There walked a woman, and a man.
As God and Goddess Sky and Earth came
And to each child remaining, gave a name.
They charged them to live simply on the land
Never again to let balance get out of hand.
They gave them grain and plants and trees,
And animals to supply their needs.
They taught them to honor the Moon and Sun.
They taught them to let the rivers run
Pure and clean, wild and free;
As they always were intended to be.
They blessed the people with children there,
And once more laughter rang through the air.
Mother Earth, as the story is told,
Told Her children, in words bold:
That never again would a time come
When She would allow, what once had been done.
Steps would be taken, if need be
To maintain her health and stability.
She left Her children these words to fulfill,
"An' it harm NONE, do what ye will.
Live in harmony with each other:
Father, Mother, Sister, Brother.
Walk softly this time on the land;
Never allow yourselves to get out of hand."
Honor the Lady and the Lord,
Give thanks daily with deed and word.
There is one thing you must never do...
Ne'er forget these words I've said to you.
This is our last chance, there'll be know other.
Ne'er forget the rape of our Earth Mother.
~Morgaine SilverOak © April 2004
~Permission to Use~
I am the author of the above poem, written by my hand this day: April 22, 2004
in commemoration of Earth Day. I authorize free use of the poem for
non-commercial, educational and religious education only. No wording is to be
altered in the process and this statement must accompany said works.
L. Balmoos, aka. Morgaine SilverOak
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