Unseen To Man Poem by Jason Callender

unseen to man
is the universe masterplan
its so clear as the sky
keep smog out the sky
do not hurt her eyes
and make her cry
her veins
are the streams
the fresh water
we need
by any means
we breath through out lungs
the trees of the earth
for what it all worth
stop the hurt
she feels it deep in her hearth
that all this oil has polluted
this is the truth
she cannot breath
if you could only feel as me
if we really were one
like it was when she begun
to breath life into you
how soon
you turn your back
on who was there for you