All That Inhabitates On It Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I am not one to dispute anyone's belief!
Why should I?
Everyone seeks 'some' excuse,
To accept what they do
With a tolerating of their existence,
With a forgiveness given to continue doing
Exactly what they choose.

However,
For some to dismiss...
That the Earth is a non thinking entity,
And we live on it 'within' its midst.
And IT not being aware of every move made
Is nonsense.

How can anything recycle itself,
As the Earth does.
With all that inhabitates on it
Do this and not be affected,
By who and what is disturbing the peace?

Do not think for one moment,
The Earth is asleep
Denying the causes of its many headaches.
It knows what gets on its nerves,
Just as much as you do.