Mother Earth , Death and life - dark poem

At breakfast

Mother Earth eats people’s deaths.

 

And new babies  are born every moment

To supply food for lunch.

 

At lunch, Mother Earth eats people’s deaths

 

And new babies  are born every moment

To supply food for dinner.

 

At dinner, Mother Earth eats people’s deaths

 

And new babies  are born every moment

To supply food as snacks

 

In between meals, Mother Earth eats people’s deaths

 

And new babies are non stop born

While I sit in my personal Mother mourn.