THE DIALOGUE

Child:- 
AYÉ the Earth Mother;
Fountain of life
Mother of the gods
Your anger is hotter
Than burning tinder.

Your divine head
Hairs of corn adorn
Your eternal feet
Untold riches adorn
From your womb all lives were born. 

If only to men 
You make known
Your mysteries,
Then we may discern
Why you keep mute;

Your sanctuaries men desecrate
Your beauty men degenerate
Your face men fills with blood
Atrocities they make flow like a flood,
Yet you keep mute.

AYÉ:- 
yes my child
Though i remain bereaved,
I am eternal
Before the gods
I was eternal
When men came
I was eternal
When men are gone
I will remain eternal.