There was once a woman named Terra. She was a dedicated mother, who provided her children with everything they would ever need: food, shelter, medicine
But as all children do, they rebelledviolently. They hacked off her gorgeous hair, left gashes in her beautiful skin, and covered her in rancid trash
And still, she loved and provided for them.
Then one day, they found their drug.
It was black, sludgy, sticky, poisonous, yet they treasured it. Becoming addicted, they breathed it, burned it, adored it. They'd pay any cost, whether it be loss of life, harming themselves, or slowly killing their mother.
Over the years, Terra became feverish from exposure to the drugs, she could no longer provide as well for her children as they fought over the addictive substance amongst themselves.
One of her children apparently became worried about her health.
"Mother? Are you okay?"
"Yes," came the pained reply, "I am well."
But the worried child, after some extensive examination, came to the conclusion that she was not well, she was singing a drawn out death song.
Her child said it would help, and it really tried. It used less of the drug, tried to convince the others to stop, but her child was still addicted.
Sadly, she watched through dimming eyes as her children destroyed themselves through the addiction.
What foolish, foolish children, only one was wise enough to realize its wrongs, but it was already too late. What the rest didn't realize was that after Terra had died, they would soon follow with no one left to provide for them.
Terra is also known as Earth, her children known as humans, and the drug, known as oil.
The Addiction ended it all.