This is the cry of mother nature

She longs to see her inhabitant bloom

Like flowers in the garden

She wonders why so much hatred and distrust

Is written on the face of her tenants

It is difficult for her to cope

For day and night, she hears the cries

Of the feeble

And wonder why the laughter of the wicked

Roars like a Lion

This is the cry of mother nature

She wishes her inhabitant would shine

Like the early sunrise

And would sing out loud

As the cock crows in the morning

She wishes to see a smile

Like a bride walking down the aisle

And to see her children stand tall

Like the wall of Jericho

I am the voice of mother nature

And I long to see a world full of blissfulness

And a people full of cheerfulness

This is my dream world

This is the desire of mother nature