She's Getting Tired
Shadows fade setting with the sun; life’s growing rage maybe there should be none.
Forlorn feelings, omens foretold too come.
Will our planet succumb to radical change burning out under the sun? Or left in the cold
frozen and numb, taking decades to recover from.
Pivotal swing with pendulum arc, fresh water flows unbalancing the NAC leaving a mark.
Wandering survivors have not a clue, the climate has changed and it’s not through.
Total and complete there’s no need to compete; those with resources will have plenty to eat.
Eclipse during the time of equinox rebirth of killer viruses including bubonic plague and small
pox.
The earthquakes, tsunamis, and cyclonic breaks our earth doesn’t like the way we’ve treated
her, she aches.
Through man’s thoughtless but painful plight, she has no other way to fight.
Through catastrophic weather and drastic climate change, she drives home her point being
most inhumane.
James C Bryant Jr.
January 15, 2010
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