SERENADE OF THE EARTH
Melvin Banggollay
Oh men with thy wisdom why art thou?
Exploit my breast with fire that erased
Wildlife abode that lingered in my chest;
You cut my trees with your cowing saw
In your ardent desire to make money
without sowing a seed to recover me.
You even drilled my breast for gold
With your huge machines in my face
Excavating me for high rise edifice.
Oh! men of wisdom, don't you know
That If I am destroyed, you'll not be safe
For my nature's wrath shall take place?
I shall tremble if I could no longer endure
The pain you cause as you try to explore
To take all what you have taken in my floor.
Care for me and I will take care of you
Never exploit my body without mercy
Instead, plant a tree to secure your destiny.
MELVIN BANGGOLLAY
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