She cries with warm tears from the heavens above,
She sees her offspring wither from the harsh hands,
Money exchanges hands as her offspring dwindle,
She cries with muddy streams between tilled valleys,
She is poisoned by the dirty herbicides that decorate her flow.
She has been pushed to the wall of patience,
She calls a threatening call, she says,
‘You found me here, you will leave me here,
I have seen greater than you,
I have destroyed greater than you
Soon laugh at your starving bones,
And feed from your rotting flesh’
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(1) Uwe Schwarzbach via photopin (license)
(2) Tom Jutte via photopin (license)