The Burden We Carry

Born we are children of mother nature
Land of rich soil woven into our blood
Our forsaken threads tie to a favour
Yet we leave behind a man-made flood.

May we doze into a bird's lullaby
And soak into warmth that silky beams guide
Let us savour her tears, the world's last cry
Through the strings of love, please filter her tide.

Shall beauty itself soften a cruel soul?
But must we crave more than the world beholds?
Steering through the pride to wreck our control
Bound to reload greed, a hushed scream unfolds.

For then humanity pulls the trigger
Oh, may our bitter souls reconsider...