Thursday, January 28, 2010

To the Earth

You've forgiven us so much.
Is your patience wearing thin?

This time some of ours to forgive.
Were I them I can't say I'd be quick to.
But neither would I want to cross you.

Will you bring us to our end?
Or will we just get to you first?

Whom is more a threat to whom?
Surely it doesn't matter:
Who's the former, who's the latter.

You are not our angry mother.
Are you the sister we've estranged?

We share a Father; is your hope our Brother?
Might we some day just be friends?
Can we some way make amends?

1 comment:

dale harris said...

wow. great poem.