4. SHE BLEEDS

SHE SLEEPS, SHE BREATHES
SHE’S DREAMING OF HER CHILDREN
A MOTHER’S LOVE IS STRONG IN ALL HER COUNTLESS UNTOLD DEEDS
SHE FEELS, SHE KNOWS, WITH SILENT UNDERSTANDING
AND IN THE BEAUTY OF HER BEING
FOR OUR SAKE, SHE BLEEDS….SHE BLEEDS

THE VOICE OF BIRDS IS COLOURING THE EVENING
THE WIND IS SIGHING SECRETS THROUH THE GRASSES AND THE REEDS
THE SUN SPILLS JEWELS, LIKE TREASURE ON THE OCEAN
YET SHE ALONE GIVES ENDLESS LOVE
AND FOR OUR SAKE, SHE BLEEDS….SHE BLEEDS

EACH DISAPPEARING SANCTUARY
LOST HAVENS OF HER SACRED PEACE
LIE BOUND IN SLABS AND CONCRETE TOMBS
THAT SUFFER NO RELEASE
EACH VANISHING ANIMAL
ONCE WALKING FREE TO SHARE THE EARTH
CLAWS ONE LAST BREATH TO GASP FOR HELP
THEN NEVER MORE GIVES BIRTH

SHE SPEAKS, SHE HOPES HUMANITY WILL HEAR HER
AMID THE CRIES OF HUNGER FROM THE ENDLESS MOUTHS SHE FEEDS
HER MOTHER’S HEART STILL ACHING FOR HER CHILDREN
SHE HIDES HER PAIN THAT SHE MAY GIVE
AND FOR OUR SAKE, SHE BLEEDS

SHE NEVER DIES, THAT WE MAY LIVE
AND FOR OUR SAKE, SHE BLEEDS…

WE HEAR HER CRIES. HOW CAN WE LIVE
WHEN EARTH, OUR MOTHER, BLEEDS?