The Dust Has Settled
Looking up, I see a swirl of dust in the air
Something isn't right
I close my eyes and listen to Earth's cry for help
She is screaming
I open my eyes and begin to run, faster than ever before
They are chasing me
After awhile my breath begins to stagger, and I cannot go much longer
So I fall
Within only a few micro-moments, they are on top of me, clawing and biting and ripping
I am screaming
With everything inside me I fight back, I keep fighting until my enemies are desolate
Somehow, this is right
My injuries are fierce and deadly, yet I stand and face the dust
It is chasing the wind
As I stand there with my eyes closed, unaware of time, I feel the rightness of what is done
The dust has fallen
The wind is gone, my energy depleted, and my life dissipating
Yet my hope for this world, though it is ending, is strong
And with one last breath, I thank Earth, for cleaning up after our mess
We can now start anew
Copyright © Angela Reynolds | Year Posted 2012
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