What Have We Done
The empty creek by Main
Stones lying parched in the scorched mud
The bones dry as dust
Hummingbirds suck the last drop of dew
Oh dear earth what have we done to you
Fires still burn in deep creaves
Waiting for wind or grasses to waken them again
Breathing, Breathing, quietly burning burning
Quiet in the night, then light popping anew
Oh dear earth what have we done to you
Watching in the night as loose papers
Are swaying in the winds
A careless toss of a cigarette
Waiting to start you up again
The skies an orangish dark blue
Oh dear earth what have we done to you
The highest man in the land
Claiming we need to rake the leaves
Pray he is seen for what he is and goes away
As he plays in well groomed fake grasses
And our ancient redwoods try to put out roots in the ashes
Oh dear earth what have we done to you
Will you give us a chance to replenish our lands and seas
Can we once again start to restore and renew
Oh dear earth what have we done to you
Copyright © Linda Milgate | Year Posted 2020
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