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Mother
I am the greatest historical resource to date
Not to brag!
Provider of survival to endless generations
With inhabitants of every shape, color and design
They evolved!
Once respected and treasured.
I was soon forgotten and abused.
The self-destruct sequences have now been placed,
and I am powerless to deactivate my pending doom
Awaiting my fate,
Their fate,
I wonder why!
Could I have loved them anymore?
Provided more?
Endured more?
Spinning on my axle around my goddess sun.
Waiting for the countdown,
For then my time is done!
Earth Day 2002 - April 22nd
02-12-02
Copyright © 2002, Trina Zacharias
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