The Mother Soil
By Chan Mongol
The touch of the mother soil;
The main source to keep well.
Never seen a bald head;
In ancient days, as I said.
Surroundings were farmers;
Bare feet and head full hairs.
So that face doesn’t spoil;
They are using mud, clay, soil.
Many use mud to clean body, hair;
Rinse then all, with clean water.
To remove wrinkles, the natural remedy;
To stop bleeding, soil is used as a therapy!
Outside on the ground, children play;
Living in brick houses, made of clay!
Soil is fertile, to let all grow!
Entire life to live through!
The mother soil takes the pain, torture;
For us to live healthy and better!