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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 rebelled—violently. 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.
But as all children do, they rebelled—violently. 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.
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To Live Is To Learn.
It's only at the end of the road
after many wrong turns taken,
that I'll realize
which ones I should've taken instead.
But there is no walking in reverse,
no magic spell to turn the red lights green.
Yet each time life tears me down,
I learn how to get back on my feet.
And I know now, that I am my worst threat,
yet my best friend.
And best friends forgive, understand,
offer a helpful hand.
I have to try, try so much harder,
to help myself to a clearer view.
And one day,
when I become something I can love,
someone else will fall in love with me too.
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stars.
laying at night, under the stars, i sigh
the memories whisper, as the cars pass by
i dream of my love and the days that have passed
those wonderful days that just didn't last
i sit and remember the things that once were
the things that are over, now just a blur
the stars drown out the pain that i feel
those pains in my heart were once quite real
but they go away as the stars shine on my face
as i close my eyes, my problems erase
those dazzling stars hanging up in the sky
tell me to keep my head held high
for no matter what troubles may come in sight
the stars will be there every night
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Hopes
Hopes
Each hope is like a flower,
The ones that wither when they're touched.
Each hope is like a letter,
Crumpled when read too much.
Each hope is like a flying bird--
You cannot keep it down;
Each hope is like the Word of God,
Bombastic trumpet sounds.
Each hope is rare, and pure, and new,
Like a child in the womb;
Each hope is fair, and sure, and true
Like the words etched on a tomb.
~ ~
I gave my hope, the last of mine,
I gave my hope to you
And that was wise, because in time,
You gave me your hope too.
And our hope is like a fortress,
Fortified and strong;
And our hope is tough and fearless--
And will go on
And o
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Positively addicted to oil, that's the world today.
Had a spark of an idea, quickly wrote it down... The single worried child representes the few humans who do care about Terra, Mother Earth.
Enjoy, comment to tell me how much you think it needs change, or even if you just love it!
Had a spark of an idea, quickly wrote it down... The single worried child representes the few humans who do care about Terra, Mother Earth.
Enjoy, comment to tell me how much you think it needs change, or even if you just love it!
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I absolutely love the earth and nature! Im on a team and we always cheer when we win and instead everyone was on their phones, texting the person that was a few seats away from them. I dont bring my phone everywhere, my team thinks im crazy for not doing so, when someone looks up and realizes that im not on my phone(Because she tried to text me) and she asks why dont you bring your phone everywhere. I answer
"I like to enjoy things without the use of technology." I turn around and point out a beautiful landscape and she looks disgusted and reply's,
"Its just trees and bushes and sky nothing too exciting about it!"
I may be apart of this generation, but this generation is a bunch of idiots.
I LOVE THIS STORY!!!!!! I feel that the earth is slowly dieing, we have to do a persuasive speech thing and im doing it on how Fracking harms the enviroment.
"I like to enjoy things without the use of technology." I turn around and point out a beautiful landscape and she looks disgusted and reply's,
"Its just trees and bushes and sky nothing too exciting about it!"
I may be apart of this generation, but this generation is a bunch of idiots.
I LOVE THIS STORY!!!!!! I feel that the earth is slowly dieing, we have to do a persuasive speech thing and im doing it on how Fracking harms the enviroment.