1. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so,    2. Who penned the woeful requiem
        As feeble grows thy breath?         For these proud ageless souls?
        Thy forest kindred, rank on rank,         Ah! Who, indeed, but fools of men
        Untimely fell in death.        With gross rapacious goals.
 
   3. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so;    4. Why rest they not in slumber deep,
        Abrim with tears thine eye?         Anon from trials freed?
        The souls of those who ranged the seas         The bloodied hand of man, my child,
        For vengeance to me cry.         Their suffering decreed.
 
   5. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so;    6. What deed lies yet unpunishèd?
        Thy peace in disarray?         Reveal the heinous sin.
        The crimes against each cattle-beast         Against mine everlasting law,
        Torment me night and day.        Were made consume their kin.
 
   7. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so,    8. Pray what evokes such horror in
        Alone in anguish dread?        Thy wond’rous orb of life?
        The innocents of human kind         Hunger, thirst and pestilence,
        In millions perished.         Hatred, war and strife
 
  9. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so; 10. Whence issued such defilement forth
       What ills disturb thy rest?        To stain thy fairest part?
 Once sweet, the rivers’ bitter flood
        From out the working-place of men
        Contaminates my breast.         It pours into my heart.
 
11. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so, 12. Whence the torrents’ savage scourge
       Lone on thy bed of pain?        Afflicting thy sweet face?
        My countenance, O child of time,         From poison i’ the smoke of fires
        Is gnawed by searing rain.         Lit by the human race.
 
13. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so, 14. What sullied the apparel frail
       By fever sorely spent?        That wraps thee closely round?
        My cloak of coolest gossamer         The cruel fingers of mankind
        Is threadbare, pierced and rent.         Its weaknesses have found.
 
15. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so; 16. Swift, the malefactor name
       May I no comfort lend?        Who wrought this baneful deed.
        Victim am I of constant rape         The human race (from out my womb) 
        I fear will never end.         To satisfy its greed.
 
17. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so, 18. Whose eye sees not thy suffering,
       Full racked in misery?        Heart touched not by thy plight?
        I cry my tears in silence, child,         Two thousand patriarchal years
        For those who cannot see.         Have robbed men of their sight.
 
19. O, Lady Earth, what ails thee so, 20. What hand would dare assail thee thus
       Thine eyes in terror wide?        Or traitor strike thee down?
        I see on yon horizon far         Mad kings, by science deep enthralled
        A certain matricide.         Who don a godlike crown.
 
21. Hast thou no word of comfort then 22. Which of my faithful children
      O child of diligence?        As champions rise for me?
        Many their Mother’s plight have seen         Those who have renounced, as God,
        And rallied in defence.         Profitability!