Lori Maria Walton Poet I do not know?

Earth's Physician

Earth's Physician
by Lori Maria Walton

When earth is violently ill,
  breathing laboriously to survive,
Who becomes her physician?
  Where is a medicine that can heal?

Aggressive stampedes of soldiers
   running to misguided missions of Glory
Green fields traded for green paper
  Rushing to force earth's marriage

The earth knows the secret plots 
  of Kings, Presidents, and Lords
Yet she remains silent, through gestation
  until the birth is imminent

Greed recklessly wanders to distant lands
   spreading darkness, leaving corridors void of compassion
Blinding creatures with power
   Not knowing it is their brothers, sisters, children they eat

Earth remains a silent witness
   Adorned with a submissive veil
Azure and scarlet hues in a golden sky
   with a scent of Jasmine speaking peace
To a world that will not listen.

Instead, her sacredness is lifted to the crowds
   for the highest bid, the plunder, the rape continues
she bleeds, screams and breathes her last
   He laughs haughtily thinking he has won.

He won... Has he won?
Who is left to give birth to life?
Perhaps we do not see
In death, she has saved us all...

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Edward Ebbs September 20, 2014 at 9:06 AM Some say God is earth's Physician, and others say that the earth is a living planet, and any destruction would be temporary until the mother gets rid of the parasites...that would be us; after which the earth would heal and be the garden it once was. The earth does not need us. Your poem has passion, I like it.