You drop tears, and angst
on concrete pavement
later washed away
by another footprint,
another cart that yields food
a wind that seeks blip
to race,and a child at play.
Do you see what is happening?
the world cries louder then you
and I, and shoots from its
core, screams that go unheard.
Earth's pain, shoulders no
contempt - but shatters
from atrocities,
seeking balm
for her wounds bleed
profusely.
Yet, she still gives us
her warmth, jeweled
emperies of gregarious
greens;
flowers yet to be named, mossed
backdrops of voluminous
rocks that etch the sky
as we look up.
Let us love her, and
free our minds and body
of fogged secretions that
seep into her skin and
rocks her most beautiful
foundation.













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