Gaia

Every time I close my eyes,
I see her tears.
I hear her cries.

She weeps for her lost children, for us.
This world, she is filled with so much pain.
Every time I close my eyes,
I’m overwhelmed.
I’m beaten senseless.

This world our mother,
we’re torturing her to death.
Smothering her as we pollute the very thing,
that gave us life ~

It makes me want to cry with her.

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About Fredrik Kayser

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