The Future's Request Poem by Lorena Lalen Cruz
The Future's Request
I'm a child who's not yet born
Hoping for mercy
For a sunrise sight
Not a land of calamity
Oh mother! Oh mother!
Would you leave a little please
A piece of bread, a home
Even just sights of blue seas
I want to experience life
With mountains to climb up
With waves hard crashing
With no one who could stop
Oh Mother! Oh Mother!
The land I wanna see
With the sky of only hope
Of the birds flying free
The circle of life
I still want to be in
Life's up and down moments
I don't want to be missin'
Oh Mother! Oh Mother!
I beg you my mother
Nature, Humanity
They can't take it any longer
I don't want to be unborn
I want to use the time given
Search for the master's plan
For my life not to be taken
Oh Mother! Oh Mother!
Cross not the line finish
Remember the one's next
Don't force this land to perish
I love the title. It alone held such promise of something profound or insightful and that is what your poem delivers. Excellent job delivering a difficult but needed message.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 4:58:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yeah! Our future generations deserve a clean unpolluted environment. You have done a good job, looking at it through the eyes of an unborn.. Nice creativity..10