Joey Jones


She Will Weep


She weeps not from all the pain
that we so often inflict upon her
though her tears do often trace
the many scars that we have left.

She trembles not from the ravaging
that our greed impresses upon her
though she does sometimes quake
from the faults we have made.

She rages not against our trespass
as we tear down barrier after barrier
though she does fight to survive
our endless wrath of destruction

She chokes not on the putrid stench
that we have now enveloped her in
though she does sometimes cough
from the plumes of our innovations

She weeps not from our inflicted pain
but trembles as she fights to survive us
yet a mournful mother's tear will fall
on the graves of mankind's extinction

Submitted: Thursday, June 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 14, 2013
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