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A Closing Reflection

Is it not true that we look for forgiveness
for our feigned ignorance's
For the hypocrisies we allowed because they served us?

We ask to be forgiven
Not because we changed
But because we are afraid of what’s coming.

As if the Earth were a mother
Who always welcomes us home
Even when we’ve burned the field.

But forgiveness is no longer in the seeds.
No, not anymore
And the forgiveness we crave in the earth is drying out
The grace is withering.
And the soil remembers.

It does not forget the pesticides we called 'progress'
Or the poisons we buried beneath language like 'efficiency' and 'growth'
It remembers what was taken...
And what was denied.

And so we stand now in a field of mirrors
Our algorithms humming, our stories spinning
Dancing with reflections of costumed pasts
Still pretending that scale will save us.

But the Earth has already answered
And her silence is not consent.
It is warning.

The next era will not be judged by what we built
But by whether we can still sow.

And if we cannot…
Then let no one say
We were not warned, and did not know.

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