Moonspeak
We need to leave it be,
in the rich black soil of the heavens
to forever change her color scheme
that big, beautiful, polished gem.
It's never tasted poverty or war.
Or had a tank rake a scar into its face.
No walls, roving gangs or abortion.
No endless coil of hissing hate.
If it could speak, it would say:
"Everything you've touched you've destroyed.
You've never been a peaceful race
You're covered in plastic, and the scat of nuclear war..."
"Leave me to my sea of tranquility.
My soul food is endless solitude.
God made me plain so no man would ravish me.
But mankind sure tried, but all in vain."
"Please stay where you're at,
chained to your blue island of self-pleasure and pain.
Stay on your own side of the horizon, I'll stay on mine.
I'm a thoughtful loner; you're a self-centered socialite.
Clean up your earth, air, water ...(our) sky.
Stop turning heavenly perfection into your personal stye.
Respect me-I'm your cousin.
Be a rose in the eyes of the creator's dream.
Not a snake impaled on the hiss of its greed.
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