The earth cracked in Nepal
with fire and shame
And thousands lay dead
on the mountains and plains
Its crust was ripped open
its heart now exposed
And lives were then claimed
from a heaven deposed
The story for mystics
a legend say some
The day nature demanded
for things that we'd done
Her climate infected
her sky ringed in black
Our future as payment
—with no turning back
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2015)
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