APM: Cry of the River

Your prompt for this week is:

"The last river on earth writes a poem. What does it say?"

With tears, I fill myself

I swirl and run towards my love, the sea

But, my love, he is nowhere to be seen

I look back, at the place where I was born

My mother, the mountains are also gone

Where are the trees that my parents told me about

I wish for the rains to come out

But, my wish would never be fulfilled

For, Mother earth has already been killed

With hot winds wafting

And people, along my way stealing

The thrash that is polluting me

Please, people don't fight for me

For, I am free

Remember, you humans, when I am gone

Without water, you will regret the day you were born

This post is written for Airplane Poetry Movement #05