MOTHER EARTH CALLS FOR HELP: A CHILDREN’S POEM bY ME.
The parched earth looks longingly at the sky. Begging clouds to shower mercy as its throat is dry. However, she's shocked and says, " I never asked for blood to quench my thirst." "I only need water first." " It's not just for my sake." " My children, please don't mistake." " Don't hurt the trees. They are my children too." They need your help, and so do you." " They help in preventing soil erosion and bring more rain." " Their existence is your gain." " Don't waste water. Every drop is precious." "If it dried up, what would be the fate of us? " "Don't kill each other. I hate seeing red. As a Mother, I can't watch my children dead. Throw away your weapons and love each other. Treat everyone like you would treat your friend, sister, parents, or brother. " A badly bruised Mother Earth needs us to heal her wounds. Carcasses of animals, trees, and human dead bodies lay scattered on the grounds. Why should we wage a futile war? Is it to show our power? Let's stop engaging in self-destruction. Unity is the need of the hour.
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