He Too Weeps Her Fleece Poem by David MaxOptimism

earth's minerals heisting robbers seep,

mothering earth under distress
ebb extreme stress,
distress of hers… weep,

Jesus too weeps her fleece.

pageant creatures once roam nil duress
suckling her nurturing breast
nowise again will their lineage ever be'.

‘can't anyone feel her bosom's distress? '

distress of hers... weep, tho not alone;
earth's shepherds atop anguish heap...
weeps as he!