Mother Nature

Poems don't have to rhyme, They just have to flow.
So you know, the point that's trying to be made.
The rush of feelings, subdued in your brain.Reach out and fill your heart.Be reconnected with your true mother,
All of our mothers.Mother is Earth is sacred. She should be held near and dear.
She should never have had to fear that her children, those which she created would come back with a wrath of their own, a wrath so slow, so painful.
It couldn't have been known, aware she wasn't.
Killing our only mother, the mother who will take us when die, we lay beneath the grass we soon become, growing beneath trees, stretching as far as the eye can see. kissing the ocean, dancing with the leaves, the flowers. That's really how we go back home. That's when we really are free.
Freedom is a part of the brain unlocked, intertwined with that which is real & true. Seeing the truth, that man is the devil, nature the god. We ravage, we destroy all that's in our path. But those who have been touched, those who have seen the light, that isn't the lie. striving for that which is wholesome & right. Those of us who are free, we are few and far in between but the words are spreading, infectious, like a virus soon all of mother earths children will be set free.

- Zoiee Nature