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"The soul of our Mother Earth" Poetry by Elisabetta Errani Emaldi

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The soul of our Mother Earth


Love doesn't triumph when

stupidity of man contained in his ignorance

does not respect our Mother Earth.


Humanity suffocates, slowly,

very slowly, in its total indifference.


Our Mother Earth, the great alive soul

warms us on her heart and

nourishes us, but we are enveloped by ignorance

we are blind and deaf to her appeal.


Maybe, are we waiting for the ill fruits of our

Mother Earth poisoning us?


Let us not being suffocated by her, we must cure

our Mother Earth with devotion, because she

nourishes us with love and energy.


I feel my spirit tremble,

while her great sick soul is suffering and

desperate because her children are ungrateful,

they haven't respect for themselves and not even for her.


While she dies slowly and in silent

I feel her sorrow, her suffering and her tears

falling on my anguished heart.


Love triumphs only when

we respect ourselves and our Mother Earth.


Life will continue only if we wake up from the sleep of



I feel her suffering breath, acid rain

that falls on me and

consumes my members, while she implores us

to listen to her echo of pain that flies

to our deaf ears and to our minds

away from heart.


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