Mother Earth and Man

Mother Earth and Man

By Apolinario Villalobos

 

Looking back when time began

God said the words

Giving life to all

That He desired,

The endless expanse of the void

Was filled with motley specks

That moved with harmony –

A prodigious task

Of  the  Almighty.

 

A tiny dot in the universe

Mother Earth throbbed with life

As God made her a living sphere

Covered with green and blue

All part of God’s grandiose plan

Done in a few days of divine toil,

Though, He rested finally

Being, at last satisfied –

On the seventh day.

 

Out of a handful dust from her womb

God made Adam, by such name he was called

And with God’s breath of life

What was once a lump with limbs

Has become like Him in image

And let to roam the garden of Eden

But then, loneliness soon had its toll

Which when God has perceived –

From Adam’s rib, He made Eve.

 

Mother Earth now nurtures

Not only lesser creatures

But the pair that God made

In some aspects, in His own image.

A paradise, Eden was supposed to be

But to it, a serpent found its way

Tempting Eve to have a taste of ecstasy

And, no sooner than she did have a bite

She made Adam commit the same apostasy!

 

The blunder made by Adam and Eve

Instigated the misery of Mother Earth

As they opened the floodgate of afflictions

That soon blemished her once pristine face;

Greed and selfishness, for long led lives –

Cain putting to death his own brother Abel,

And many other stories that are written

On the sacred pages of the age-old Book-

All it needs is for us is to take a serious look.

 

Warnings that Mother Earth belched

In her effort to wake man up with a jolt

Did not budge him even a single bit

Instead, pride bloated him to the utmost

That into the fetid air, made him float

And, as he breaths in more turpitudes-

Would be no wonder, when he bursts!

 

That will be the day when not even time

Shall move its hands as they should be

That will be the day when not even rain

Shall fall with life giving sweet droplets

That will be the day when not even birds

Shall fill the air with their lilting tweets

And the cool breeze shall no longer blow-

Leaving Mother Earth cloaked in sorrow!

 

 

 

 

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