echoes through the
air
heavy, like bated
breath
a story told of
centuries past
yet ears not meant
to hear it
for the darkness
swells
and the daylight is
yet too far
when will humankind
learn
that life, however
made, is precious
and some are the
same value
as any other whether
two, four or none
and what about the
Earth Mother?
she is the most
precious of all
not to be trifled
with in her wisdom
yet watching eyes
know it all
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