For the World
World be wide, world be small; world be home to us all
Should we not then keep it clean, preserve its soil, help keep it green?
Why pollute the virgin air, which once was pure, and is so rare?
Why let smoke and smog defile, the breath we breathe and turn it vile?
World be full, world be loved; world below us and above
Spacious skies reflect the seas; tender Earth supports stout trees
The many creatures we ignore, they suffer as we feed each war; we fight and fight, destroy our home
This world we know will soon be gone
World be still, world be calm; world provides the healing balm
World is beauty, world gives life; world is mother, God’s dear wife
Are we not all children of, the natural Earth which shows us love?
Which gives us shelter, food to eat; a place to grow and plant our feet?
How then can we be unkind, to this world as old as time?
How then can we rape the Earth, and strip her clean of all her worth?
World be gentle, world forgive
The cruel hearts of those who live
Leeching off your healthy breasts, while stabbing through your bleeding chest
© 2009-2012 Raheema Muhammad