CRY OF THE EARTH

by

Clarius Ugwuoha

At night I stretch and yawn
And watch the distant stars
You sleep sound in your homes
While I am deep at work
That you may dine the day to come
But you do not take thought for me
I look around me in fear
You are armed against me
I do not know what I have done

What have I done to you
That you draw up plans crude and new
To plunder and ravage my helpless mass
Hais as trees in the forestland
You burn me bald and bare

And here I am the mat on which you lie
And in which you shall someday hide
And when I am gone
Where do you think you can stand upon
What then have I done to you

And when your loved one dies
Do I not hide them from your rat-wet eyes
That you may endure and forget
The bitterness and pain
In life's unplanned and gloomy rain.

In the coral reef where my beauty shines
Like diamond in the dark dines
Your noxious chemicals and submarines
Which do not care that I cry
And pray that they should not pry
They sear through my body
Leaving me hot with pain

look at it
This deep great wound up there in my form
The ozone layer eaten into
As by a million ravenous wolves
Look at it
And one demented day, the heat they say can melt the furnace walls
Drown civilization

I implore you then
Hurt me no more
I mean no threat to you
Hurt me no more
I am a friend not foe
Hurt me no more
I'm weary and wrought

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