Wounded, Again and Again

I wasn't born within a single day

Gestation is not an easy process

It took years for my formation

Happily welcomed the rain showers 

Heavy storms and extreme thunders clutched my body

Struggled with a motherly heart

I could see the change infront of my eyes

Everything happened to strengthen me.

Never shown a dark shade of hesitation

Endured the sufferings for the endless flow of blood.

I dedicated my own body to make your life worth 

To make your living, lively 

Warmly accepted for my own kids.

I was wounded by my own kids

By mining, deforesting, exploiting.

Your covetous killing me each and every moment.

I am your mother nature, where you born and upraised.

You crawled through my heart when you was a baby

As you grown up, you are trampling me to death.

Remember you are uprooting nature

Unending desires will demolish everything, one day.