My Mother Earth
She held me in her orbit for 9 months I sat cradled in her mountainous breast Naturally love and time were its first quest Jumping through her mangled hand Kissing shores of golden sand And at my soul her hand would reach As my body lay stranded on a desolate beach I lay my headin her green hair That pound at my face as its only heir I found myself at her core And her emotions would speak and roar Don't leave my troubled side Don't leave your only child The day she died her body lay void Because her own child had killed and destroyed I am a victim of her death I am a murderer beyond belief I'm sorry my mother on your heart I have set grief.
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