I wonder, don’t’ you too,
If what they say is true ,
That rape is rape, no matter what,
The pregnancy you will abort?
I wonder too, that this is so,
How could we sink so low?
Rape the Mother that our own,
That only love to us has shown,
Her maiden name, it is well known,
Though in many tongues is different shown,
Gaia, in tongue of olden Greece,
Her beauty too, it them too did please,
The life she holds within her realm,
All that is will overwhelm,
But, yet, no more we do her beauty see,
The meadows lush, the stately tree,
We ravage, like the locust billions now,
All she’s given, beneath we plough,
Death, destruction, we bring her harm,
And ravage all that is her charm,
A war of greed we wage upon her,
No higher learning will deter,
But guilty are we all, to rape her,
For few stands up this crime deter,
What better cause to fight a war,
Might they though all with vile us tar,
To rise and fend off her demise,
And take up arms, to still her cries?
Rape you say, it sure is that, and guess,
To whatever God you must confess,
You’re killing future generations,
Bring misery to all, the tribes and nations,
Have you not an ounce of shame,
All this is happening in your name,
Will we not soon repay our debt?
For sure, without her we’ll be dead.
Take action, show you care,
Instead of laying waste and bare,
Think twice of what you do,
Did she not give your life to you?©21/08/2012