CRIES OF MOTHER EARTH I sat there and heard her crying bitterly "Lord how much longer do I put up with them" Was it selfish, yearning or greed Did we really need Is there still time to stop what has been done If her wrath comes tumbling down Will there be any left to stand She cried bitterly "Lord how much longer do I put with them" The Lord did not answer By: Roger Harkness
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