Poetic Justice

Mother Nature

Listen closely you will hear, mother Nature shedding tears,

For the damage we've done to her beautiful lands

The problem soon, will be out of her hands.

All she can do is sit and stare

As we ruin her world without a care

Through mans love of money and endless greed

We pain Mother Nature, yes Indeed!

Help me children! Help me please!

How can you sleep at night with ease?

You're killing me and closing lifes door

Without me, Mother Nature, you'll be no more.

Listen closer, hear her cry,

Her next words to us will be whispers 'Goodbye'

We're turning our backs on her nurturing love

Our only hope then will be father above

But god's not sleeping, he can see

We ignored Mother Natures dying plea

Why should he help us in our time of need

If we kill Mother nature with preference for greed

'WHY SHOULD I HELP YOU?' we'll hear him shout

'When there's nothing in life you'll make do without,

You had your choice and you made it quite clear,

You're all Satans seed, there's no place for you here'

'Be gone with you mortals, away from me,

I warned you of this but you would not see,

I left you my warning in black and white

 I allowed you to choose between wrong and right'

'You ignored me, your father, your God above

And murdered your own Mother nature of love,

Now you can all suffer your man-made hell

And until you are dead, there forever you'll dwell'

'For Ill not forgive your murderous ways,

So await your destruction start counting 'your' days

Oh I'll save Mother nature and send her home,

But not until every last one of you is gone!'

🌿 Mam Natur

Gwrandewch yn agos, fe glywch,

Mam Natur yn colli dagrau,

am y difrod rydym wedi’i wneud

i’w thiroedd hardd.

Bydd y broblem yn fuan

allan o’i dwylo hi.

Y cyfan y gall ei wneud yw eistedd a syllu,

wrth i ni ddifetha ei byd heb ofal.

Drwy gariad dyn at arian a thrachwant di-ben,

rydym yn brifo Mam Natur—ie, yn wir.

“Helpwch fi, blant… helpwch fi, os gwelwch yn dda.

Sut gallwch gysgu yn y nos mor dawel?

Rydych yn fy lladd ac yn cau drws bywyd—

hebof fi, ni fyddwch chi ddim mwy.”

Gwrandewch yn agosach… clywch ei chri,

ei geiriau nesaf yn sibryd:

“Hwyl fawr…”

Rydym yn troi ein cefnau ar ei chariad meithringar,a’n hunig obaith wedyn fydd tad uchod.

Ond nid yw Duw yn cysgu—mae’n gweld.Rydym wedi anwybyddu galwad olaf Mam Natur.

Pam ddylai ef ein helpu yn ein hamser o angen,os ydym yn ei lladd hi oherwydd trachwant?

“PAM DDYLAI I EICH HELPU CHI?” fe’i clywn yn gweiddi,“Pan roddwyd y dewis i chi—ac fe’i gwnaethoch yn glir.Fe ddewisoch anghywir dros gywir,a throi eich cefn ar bopeth a roddwyd i chi.”

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