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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