They left her crying,
Screaming for mercy.
They burnt her alive and drank from her soul
From goblets ornamented with greed and carved with poignancy.
They fragmented her existence,
Obliterating her serene being.
And in punitive desire they tormented her
With fiery whips of anguish, false hope and despair
The mellifluous flow of blood
Brought her thoughts alive.
And in her contrition she grieved
As she mulled over the impudence of mankind.
She loathed upon their vindictive ideals,
Drowning deep in the shallowness of these revolting men.
The embers within her became ashes
As entropy became inevitable and her existence irreparable
For the law and love are blind
But so is power.
Man held the reins and etched her with scars
In return for the love she hath bequeathed.
They tormented her till her very last breath
And then cried solemnly,
‘Spread the word, make it known,
For Mother Earth’s death we must mourn.’
With every wrong,
She sunk deeper into Oblivion.