Mother Earth Farewells Her Human Children

I made you soft grasses

and sand for your feet.

I made you great waters,

the salt and the sweet.

I made you the skies

in which you see

the stars and the clouds,

the birds flying free.

I made you forests

with trees thick and green;

the valleys, the mountains,

the hills in between.

You wanted them different,

these gifts that I gave.

You changed them too much,

past what you can save.

So farewell to you, children;

I cut you from my heart.

I have others to cherish.

You must now depart.

For Earth Day, Magaly in On Her Day, Gaia Wails at 'Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month' requests a poem from the Mother's point of view; while Gillena in Fashion Me Your Words at 'imaginary garden with real toads' asks for something with a dance rhythm, aimed at environmental protection, in no more than 100 words including title. 

Photo: Jet Stream by NASA 29 April 1991, Copyright free