Nature's Cry

Children, children, what are you doing?
You’re breaking a mother’s heart.

Smothering, sickening, poison my breath,
you poison yourselves as well.
Tears and gashes, boil my blood,
soon nobody’s left to tell.

Children, children, what are you doing?
You’re breaking a mother’s heart.

Boiling, choking, steam in my eyes,
you say you need more to burn.
But when you see the little ones dying,
you close your eyes rather than learn.

Children, children, what are you doing?
You’re breaking a mother’s heart.

Blinding pain, I lash out in torment
my anguish in pouring rain,
but bleeding, sweeping, ruining lives
does nothing to heal my pain.

Children, children, what are you doing?
You’re breaking a mother’s heart.

Hate you, love you, why such cruel torture?
I swallow the bitter pill.
To hate your deeds, your souls are black!
But as children, I love you still.

Children, children, what are you doing?
You’re breaking a mother’s heart.

Heed my voice, I try to save you,
but you turn from what is true:
for even as you murder your mother,
you murder each other too!