Passion Poetry: Waste and Ruin

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Waste and Ruin

Stop the noise, stop the sound of gunfire going down of take and not give of mine, not yours not ours Mother is dying Mother is crying her children hate her they spit on her mock her wisdom take light her scolding You think you are wise You are fools You think you are powerful Superpower You are weak You’re drowning in greed, waste and ruin Mother lies beneath us She wraps us in air She lifts us up onto the mountain She opens the waters and brings us down She shows us where we began she is our... Sign in to see full entry.

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