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Yeah, a lovely little poem I wrote
Our Mother Which Art In Earth
When the Earth was born from fire and dust
And began its endless journey around the Sun
I was born to be the Earth’s stewardess
To protect and care for the life it shall yield
As the fiery rock Earth was cooled
And blessed rain poured from the sky
Life, indeed, emerged slowly
Starting as tiny humble cells
But from those humble beginnings
Life began its growth, its evolution
Until fishes filled the waters and seas
And fowls multiplied in the skies
And despite massive failings and deaths
Life continued until one creature emerged
The most clever, the most brilliant, the
Most powerful, the most terrible: man
In the beginning, he hid in caverns
Watching fearfully as storms raged
And animals prowled in the wild
Yearning for their hot flesh and bone
And I pitied him, pitied his inability
To fight, to run, to swim, to fly
So I gave him the only gift, no other
Animal learned to master: fire
And with fire, they proceed to
Not care for the world, as I had
But destroy it and all of its beauty
For fury ruled in the heart of man
He razed and burned my forests
Spreading smoke in the clear sky
He forged cruel hard weapons
Stronger than those of nature
He hunted down his fellow beasts
Slaying them by the hundreds
Mutilating them and leaving the rest
To rot under the darkening sky
Soon man forgot his own mother, who
Had cared for him as he cowered away
And in my stead, he thought of new gods
Who ruled like man did, with an iron fist
They came in many shapes and forms
From the endless desert with words
And truths that must be heard by all
Spoken through faithful believers
Different groups emerged, all with their
Different gods and truths and followers
Who killed and died in their god’s name
And killed and died, sadly, for nothing
My blind children, they listened to
False words hidden by the darkness
Goading them to feed their gods
With the blood of heretics and infidels
They killed and raped and burned,
Enslaved and tortured and mutilated
Destroyed their brothers and their Earth
While I sadly watched them quarrel
Then amidst the looming dark gods
A new, more terrible one emerged
He did not demand loyalty from man
He owned the loyalty of man
His only thought is to consume
Without any second thoughts to
The harsh consequences to come
This god was called Industry
Breathing black smoke into the air
Devouring wood, coal, and oil
Feeding the eternal greed of man
With piles of worthless gold
And soon my Earth, my beautiful world
That, from its birth, I cared forever
Began to break and boil and burn
From the ignorant deeds of man
Endless trees fell by the thousands
Replaced with fire, ash, and dust
Deserts rose and swept in to replace
My forests that had grown for so long
Ice caps, frozen since the last cold age
Melted ever so fast, faster than before
Oceans rose near man’s massive cities
Built in honour of their arrogance
Come back, my children! I plead you
For your mother in Earth weeps
Over you, my lost children who
Has grown so twisted and evil
Have you forgotten your mother?
Who had cared for you as you hid
In the dark caves from the storm
Who gave you the fire of death
Forsake your senseless violence
No god, real or imagined, would
Ever demand so much from you
So much hate, so much blood
Forsake your wicked industry
Do not defile your very home
In the name of gold and dollars
Destroying all that was fair
So my children, please, please
Come back to your mother and
We can repair your mistakes
And restore the beauty of life
Turn back from your violence
Your hatred, your false gods
Then we shall heal the world
And bring peace to our Earth
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I was cured all right.
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