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HOW LONG BEFORE WE ALL TURN BLUE ?
MAKE OUR HOME A WASTE DUMP TOO
.

THE SOUL OF EARTH


Mother Earth
Pours Her Heart Out

To Feed The Land
Give it Birth

For All We See
Has Come To Grow

Flowers, Trees,
Grass, and Seeds

With All The Things
That Touch The Earth

                   

To Grow Within
Her Womb
With All The Life
That Feeds
Upon Her Bosom

To Take From Her
Not Be Giving

For To Chop a Tree
Is To Tear Her Roots

If We Do Not
Replace it with a Tree

To Drill a Hole
Into The Earth

Is To Shoot an Arrow
Right Through
Her Heart

Spilling The Blood
Within Her

To Strip The Land
Is To Wound Her Soul

When We are Taking
Not Replacing

For if We Go On
Doing These Things

Tearing Her Roots,
Stripping Her Soul

Shooting Arrows
Into Her

She'll Erupt and Bellow
Her Mightiest Force

Gushing Forth Her Blood
Like a Mighty Volcano

To Spill Her Fury
Upon The Earth.

A Poeatreeman

The Tree of Life
Comes Only Once
Keep its Branches
Strong and Green
Then You Will Have
The Air To Breathe.


Dedicated To All The Beauty of Nature

A POET'T NOTE

MOTHER EARTH

I once was Here
When Life was Green
I once held Man
Until
He Turned Me Blue
Now we Both
Are Fading Away
NO Wish
Will bring Me back
This Way.
       
Edgar Allan Prieto
November 27,1978
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

FOR EARTH DAY APRIL 22



SLUDGE HAMMER


Will the Residents
of Geneva. Ga

Be Hammered
by the Sludge?

Who will be left
To Plan ahead

Only the Plant

Who will raise 
The Dead.


For Toxins

Will turn from
Green to Red

Insuring
the Land

Will be
Hazardous Waste

Promoting
the Land

To be Safe
from the Waste

Insuring
the Residents

No Insurance
you will need

Opening
the Market

For low cost
Waste

Making
the Houses

Part of the
Waste


Insuring
the Residents

What Insurance
will do

Taking
Their Policies

To Insure
not you

Paying my
Taxes

Will the Waste
Tax  me Too?

Higher or Lower

Will my Home
be Safe from you?

Remember
Love Canal

what Flowed
Through

Toxins
and Waste

God  knows
Who

Remember
when it was Green

now I am Blue

Who is going
to Recycle me

I am
Environmentally
Unsafe

Oh God!
What a Waste?

A POEATREEMAN
From A Play of Words

Dedicated To
The Residents of Geneva, Ga.

IF I  DRAW  BLOOD;
WILL  IT  BE  A  WASTE?

Edgar Allan Prieto
4/30/2006
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto


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