My Confidents

No one seems to listen,

as the world goes racing by,

everyone ignores me,

So highest mountain,

       hear my cry.

I plead for you to listen,

and yet you turn a naked eye,

you turn your back away from me,

 so lowest valley,

        hear my cry.

Your angry words make me mad,

and I yell as I cry,

I swear to you I tell the truth,

   But Churning sea,

     Hear my cry.

I confide in living nature,

The growing trees and rolling hills,

But I want to resolve this conflict,

                     Mother,

                 Hear my cry.