Those Days

I remember those days

When I was young, full of life.

My beauty and wealth

Mesmerized minds.

I remember those days

When I was the inspiration.

I was wanted and loved.

I was tended and preserved.

I remember those days

Before I grayed,

Before my blood was drained,

Before my wealth was plundered.

Now they suffocate me,

Now they exploit me.

Now they kill their brothers,

And trample me underfoot.

They conquer, they misuse.

They build, they destroy.

And I, Mother Earth,

Still remember those days!

Author's Note

Do let me know your opinion!

Reviews

[TLK]

I enjoy the message of this piece. The power comes from the reader's identification of the ageing and ignored mother-figure as being the Feminine Earth herself.
However, I think if the stanzas contained more metaphorical resource-destroying imagery, it would hit harder. Stripmining, biodiversity, rainforests etc... put across in a way that makes it seem like damage down to a human by her children, but in the end is re-read by the reader as actions done by Earth's children upon Her.

[Mal]

Thanks for the feedback. I'll work on your suggestion.