Bhp ~ Bringing Her Pain

we have to restitch the skin of this planet having gouged and blown up all that is good we have dug at her eyes with no thought for her or ourselves we have literally ripped the epidermis from her back as she screamed for mercy we have to bring her edges together and saying a million prayers we need to give thanks for all her glory we have to leave her to heal and rest, as the farmer repose’s the field so does the jockey rest the horse she too must sleep for what we have done in a hundred years she will take a thousand in the healing she is broken and bleeding her gush stains the planet her silent screams are finally heard but is it too little too late her scars are seen from space will she bleed out and die taking us with her ? its inevitable one day she will