i am earth
i see with
lenses in
the men
my blood
runs in them
the trees
they are
hair on
my skin
such
bright greenery
once
but i have
been naughty
shaving it
here, there
everywhere
to give myself
a smoother look
planting things
in their place
to make me
feel good
look good
trying
all things
hoping
to gain
immortability
now, have i
been wrong?
i see
the sky
growing
darker
a part
of me
lacerates
soon
to disfigure
me
blood
running
down
my physique
part
of my
skin
turning
so dry
it cracks
and the men
the men
and my eyes -
they would see
no more!
Good One! does not sum up this poem up at all John, it is stunningly brilliant, read out loud especially, your line breaks build the tension perfectly and the Apocolytic outcome is intensely felt in it's ending. Excellent work, we should all go al Naturale ie stop shaving and rather start feeding and detoxing the body of our planet earth instead. Thank you so much for sharing your exquisite talent, Smiling at you, Tai
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I would like to translate this poem
Another one of your cosmic poems, John...and well done. Raynette