The earth is like an old woman
rattling her tin for coppers
and hoping to buy a sandwich to
keep body and soul together.
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Embarrassed they shuffle on
passed and feign indifference
while their minds adhere to
the potency of power riven politics.
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Instead of coins though they make
her pay more and more
until her flesh has shrunken and
her energy leeched.
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No sandwich, no hope,
then children loudly shout
out, “Now is the time,
to RENEW your minds!
RENEW the earth!
and let her again
be
our
Mother!”
