Oh, we your loving children Suckled oil from your breast Drained you from your crust And burned the crumbs we left We gouged out your body You, a gaping fish to gut Drilled machines like butcher’s blade As bony trees fell cut We dipped our metal claws Deep in your leafy skin Tearing chunks of boulder flesh With greed our pleasured sin We rigged and fracked and stripped you Straight down to your core Then stamped our cement feet and Demanding you give more Oh, mother you are hurting Your pain and rage are wild If only I could heal you I, your loving child Delighted that my poetry collection with this piece won a Scholastic Silver Key! Check out their site for more information on guidelines and deadlines. Excellent opportunities for aspiring artists and authors alike!
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AuthorWith ink dripping in my veins & stories dancing in my head, I spend my time untangling poetry & getting perfectly lost Archives
April 2017
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