![]() From the AshA Poem by Mehar Anaokar
Abused for so long,
It was time for her to fight back Her spirit had lost its song And her soul had turned to black Her thoughts were now polluted Her body, burned and numb Her limbs were convoluted She was shocked, wordless dumb Her valleys were now dry to the bone Her skin had lost its bloom She was carrying her weight all alone And the days turned to night too soon How long until she had enough? How long until it ends? Life shouldn't have to be this tough When you're among those who say are your friends Her dark circles and wrinkled skin Were proof of her living hell But she still had a fire within And a hope that things would go well Then she felt herself choke Tears streamed from her eyes The little light inside her broke It was her time to hate, to despise So Mother Earth stretched her arms to the sky She set fire to her skin Her eyes turned to smoke as she began To drown the lost souls within After 7 days and 7 nights When the fires and storms were done All known lives had been taken away All, but one Mother Earth still stood there shining Her eyes returning to blue The scars were still deep in her skin But her heart was just as true She raised new life from the ash She gave love to all she bore If needed, she would rise again Just as she had done before © 2016 Mehar Anaokar |
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Added on August 28, 2016 Last Updated on August 28, 2016 Author
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