A bit of an ambiguous sonnet i wrote for english, thought i would share
She is trepid, vulnerable; fearful,
Men slowly bringing her to her demise,
She wielded great beauty and was cheerful,
But men have profoundly reduced her size.
Yet, she is everywhere and can’t be missed,
She is one with wood, fire, earth, metal; water,
She is the base, yet men can’t coexist,
She has one life, no offspring; no daughter.
The selfishness and ambitions of men
Through lust for power, wealth and luxury,
Harm her for wants not needs, for land; labour,
Through urbanising, deforesting, when
Men have always held bare necessity.
Hurting; ethereal Mother Nature
By Geoffrey Tan 10C