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This frail and mottled soil

Writhes beneath our feet

Faded

Once lush

World of

Emptiness

Wounded landscape

Praying just to burn

When the final rain has fallen

And our greed has reached the end

The forests lay in ashes

Too late now for amends

Contained by the bars of the cells

that we made for us

Enslaving our planet

and all that it gave to us

Telling each other by playing god

this is right

Burning the masses of bibles

you inked in blood

You’re draining the world of its light

and all good in it

No remains of true nature

or those that created it

Earth cannot persist