OILY RHYMES TOLD: Mother earth died long ago.
It was a matter of life coaxing death
As frail as it sounded,it demanded urgency
Trying not to complain,I left it all to Mother earth
She cried,but not to worry,her sons had come to see;
That though, small in number, they may be;
they won't...
As frail as it sounded,it demanded urgency
Trying not to complain,I left it all to Mother earth
She cried,but not to worry,her sons had come to see;
That though, small in number, they may be;
they won't...