VOICE FROM THE EARTH

A continent both bold and new, Through voyagers came into view,
Soaring mountains sent their falls, Of clear and sparkling streams for all,
Flakes of gold gleamed from her sands, Sparkling diamonds shone through lands.
Fertile soil their bounty shared, As Mother Earth her secrets bared,
Plants for food and plants for health, Enough for all, she shared her wealth.
A Pipe of Peace with burning fire, In symbols spoke of man's desire,
To live with care and harmony, And share this bounty equally.

In gratitude Thanksgiving Day, Throughout the land helped show the way,
To share a bounty each year new, All nations now included too.
Mother Earth supplied it all, Heaven's bounty there on call.
But Pipe of Peace in time was turned, To Pipe of Pleasure - Peace was spurned.
And in return for gifts of worth, Man pillaged and ransacked the Earth,
With chemicals he mixed her foods, Laughed at Earth's warnings, acted rude.

And from this Mother, we asked for more, Of all her inner oil stores,
Preserved through time and centuries old, "But use with care," Her warning told.
"Your wasteful ways - polluted air, Will harm my quality of fare,
My air and food cannot sustain, When streams are fed with acid rain.
Now in the crossroads, my voice must speak, Hear the rumblings from my deep."