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Earth
These words cannot scream loud enough this silence
Will not break
And generations deaf to
My cries
Trod and pound at my head slowly sinking
Their teeth
In a history of neglecting my skin
All alarms rung
The summer hotter the winds blow
My displeasure
Softly walk in my outstretched arms my canopy
Folds over my hunting children and
My creatures whisper their advice and into the night
My stars sing my songs
Until hushed sky now golden white
Moring I'm drowned and lofty
And still turn
Angrily watching
