Mother Earth Weeps

Did you think we could come so far

water wasted

the earth baked dry

Money taunted behind hollowed eyes

Lusted dreams and possessions

poisoned twisted Truth

while feeble hands and hungry stomachs

silently breathe the night

Little worlds

made and moulded

the big picture elusive to our view

Placed and present

we stand forward

our choices diminished

by the mighty few

Spirits search

grasp and clutch

for the clean air of their remnnant past

Mother Earth weeps

tired and angry

Antony Cizek