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The land is wounded

Drenched in blood

The skin that holds our ache

Stretched beneath a septic sun

We live here

By a hole

The earth has opened wide

To scream its curse

The wound has spread

It grows like vines

It grows from the pit of my heart

And circles my spine

When I die

My body will return

To the dust and the earth

From which I was born

The world is waiting for a sign of life

The spirit’s been abandoned

The cancer of greed, of waste with hungry mouths to feed

We can not wait for long

Capital’s worship of idols with no past

Consume the world with force

The cannibal flays the skin of family

Sells it back for more

The land is wounded

Bones exposed

I’m strung up on a line

Insides hanging out

I’m cut piece by piece

They take whatever they need

I’m gone

I fade away

This planet

Is not yours

Your hunger

Starves us all

Your wealth

Won’t save you

This planet

Is not yours

You coward

Your system

Is over

The sky is swallowed

Darkness falls

The wound spreads

A bottomless pit

A grave

We all fall in

Where will we go

The stars are gone

We drift away

Nothing, nothing

A universe damned

Rejection of life

Rejection of self

Never, never