Have you ever heard the Earth speak to you ? Do not click, automatic show with music. JM
Has it happened to you to hear the Earth speak? Yes ... It did, wherever I am. It talks to me everywhere; in my dreams, in my sleep, in the shower, when I walk, even when I eat.
« You tire me, you get me exhausted, you tear me apart with your bombs … You stab me with your missiles, and you make too much noise; I give you water to drink, food to eat, but you still let others die of hunger… I nurse you from your birth, and at the end of your life , I welcome you for your final rest.
I sweeten you, give you watermelon, eggplant, almond, tangerine, flowers, jasmine, I give you my scents to amuse yourselves , I take you in my memory up to your forefathers, I hide in snow to distract you, and of sand to please you,
I cave, I rock, I mineralize, I heal your wounds, I give you the fruit of (my entrails) womb, I carry you, I bear you, I support you, I transport you …
On each of you there are my impressions, my color and my accent ... It is by my form that are formed the gestures of your hands when you eat, your feet when you dance It's on me that everything is based ... Your balance you owe it to me Did not I open my belly to meet your needs? satisfy your whims? house your body?
If I disappear, where would you plant your trees? If I withdrew my water what would you drink? If I veiled my beauties, what could you see? If I took my grain, my fruits, my forests, my oceans, on what would go to settle birds? On what would go to run the horses? How would you describe your glory, your victories, your wars, your misery, your hatred and your love affairs?
When you gasp for breath, who gives you air? When you grieve who consoles you, who cajoles you? I allow you to plow, you contaminate me; I am allowed to harvest, you nuke me…
Expect to see my rivers dry, my mountains crumble ... Ah I know you, those that you buried told me everything of you! Have I depressed you with my garden? Did I put you on edge with my perfumes? I'm suffocating .
Go ahead bury somewhere else, your death is not any more in my lifetime … You want heaven, go ahead! Climb into the air ... reinvent yourself an existence, but without me.
When I'm a tree, you cut me, When I'm a cereal, you burn me, When I am water, you pollute me. When I am bountiful you waste me. When I am Africa you starve me, When I am oil you pump me, When I am your North, you modernize me, When I am the South, you sub-develop me...
I cannot take it any more... Who will be able to recharge me? What other people will be able to live on me?
Alone the animals deserve me We need to consider getting rid of being dirty, polluted and bulky, that the man is. . So well, he is going to exterminate himself, he is so stupid!
Has it happened to you once to hear the earth speak ?
Has it happened to you once to hear the earth speak ? me yes ...
You too listen to it! (Auteur : Raouf Ben Yaghlane ) Arrangements JMC T Translated by: