For Earth Day
Today is the day of the earth
And I am glad
That all my days
Are only todays
And what I call my yesterdays
Is just another name
For the memory of a today,
And what I call my tomorrows
Is just another name
For a day that might not be again
If I trasnpired
Like water from a leaf
Enters another cycle
Without disbelief
Or if the earth continues
Despite its grief
Since we like scorpions
Come with claws
To suckle at his sweet milk
And for all its sustenance and relief
Soon there is nothing more to bilk
The puncture wound of greed
Grows inflamed red upon its breast
And tomorrow
Like a raisin withers and die
Brings no other rising of the sun
And all my life
To a senseless conclusion.
Copyright © L'Nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
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