The Kings Child
The Kings Child
A parable about a dying planet
Withering away and parched
Had a miracle inside full of life
As its surface began to split apart
The mother planet started to push
The living planet into the atmosphere
To protect the life inside no one could see
Sending it into a galaxy where it could flourish
Entrusting it into the hands of Stewarts
Who promised to care for its well-being
Something has gone very wrong over time
Nature is angry over the loss of her young
What if we had kept our promises
Caring for the earth not vandalizing it
What if we only took what we needed
Not plucking every mineral from its core
What would the earth be like today
In your minds and hearts if we kept
Our promises to share her wealth not hoard it
I believe we would all be wealthy void of struggle
There would not be poverty and starvation
Greed is the poison that entered our thoughts
Creating a destructive force that has reached
The bowels of the land preparing it for destruction
What If…?
Carole Cookie Arnold
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