This Earth

When we come to it, This dark night, black night When our stars have finished Weeping for our poor lives, Moon and sun who once Lived on this earth Continue to climb ladders In search of new galaxies, Our illuminations waste away Like the fickle desert dunes. When we have failed the earth, Turned our back on humanity, Forgotten we are all each other have, When will we realise the death of our Earth? The carpets of tress where magicians walk Across the land are torn off, And our waters’ eyes are splashed with black oil, This body, this mother Earth Is a temple that requests The adoration of pristine jewels The gentle care that a child requires And the protector of this land is us, You and Me. This mind is both a sword and healer The magic rests within our heart chasms That can unleash true change, True revolution.