55 Fiction: Don't Save Me!

I provide for you – air, water, food. In my beauty, you are mesmerized. You consume me yet fail to care for me. 

You abuse me. You exploit me. You neglect me.

I struggle. I recuperate. I thrive. I am a survivor. Your species may not endure the abuse meted out to me.

Image Courtesy: Westmount Charter School

Yours,

Mother Earth