Earth day, another day laid to rest; the skies are loud above us,
Not the screech owl at night, nor the hoof falls or a gallop,
All roar of planes , with war on their minds...
Man and beast, alight beneath, souls that whimper far abound,
Be it Palestine , Jordan, Odessa or Congo,
Be it hutu , tutsi, cherokee or gaurani,
All tears flow slow , pained souls sigh ,
The earth heaves a sigh and all proud men shake ,
For the tears have been rivers , they swell and shake ,
The souls have all sighed, and massed into the howling winds,
Ah , the earth , I too tire at you soulless men, all beasts ...
No soul , no thought ,blind yet they squander,
I too sigh , Oh dear Earth , with you ,
Shudder at the day when you oh dear earth your heaves , sigh and shake....
poem by peace crane -3 (04/22/22)
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