In her majestic beauty
And the modesty of the green canopy

Albeit what’s left, of the few patches
Since she is losing her vegetative mane

Torrents of tears run down,the surface crevices
Where she hides and cries

At the onset of premature menopause
And, she’s moody from changing climatic hormones

Stripped of her mojo, she barely has fertile soils
She is dry, she no longer produces

Experiencing hot flushes
From global warming, she fries

The green house gases, causing ozone porosis
Mother nature hides, and cries

From the painful symptoms
Of global warming and climate change

©️ C Akui 2020/07/21

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