My mother is earth, for I come from her. She IS me, and I love here deeply. I feel her coursing through my veins. I cry when she weeps, and i bleed when she bleeds. I need to help her, to save her from destructive man. I feel her cry out to me, begging for me to try. I will I tell her! I'll do whatever I can. I pray and I pray that we will stop hurting her so. But what can I do but simply beg and cry.