A Late Apology To Nature

I remember the day I was born

Not the one I was born into this world

But a day when I opened my eyes

To you beauty, the Mother of all beings

The enchanting Mother nature

The day I woke my senses 

To your fresh pure aroma of love

To the music in your rhythms

To the tactile serenity of your being

You made me your daughter

But I, I was a hypocrite

I took advantage of you

I traded your wilderness,

Your gentile heart for my pleasure

I didn't stop until I saw you dying

I tore your belly by mining

I blinded you by burning 

I suffocated you with plastics

I mutilated you, I killed you

Now I see you all black and grey

Lacking your luster and sheen

On your deathbed, dying painfully

Still, I feel nothing, I am numb 

I feel the pain I caused you.