Green is rot inside my soul
Green is life in an absurd
Why did green’s duplicity split the human authenticity
Growth and green are nurturing our nature decaying its essence
When the Mother will awake
Our souls will be define
By the death of the masses, our family is suffering
Her love for us is interchanging
From a gently motherly touch to an angered roar
Wrath and fury will inhabit our existence
Our Mother must not die
We are strong when we are in alignment
We are green and green is life
Victoria Odey 