You have endured much hardship.
We have damaged your surface,
And sucked the life out of you
With no apologies for our wrong-doing.
Blessed Earth,
Our Lord commanded us to
Tend to you...and we have, instead,
Abused you with no regard
For your future--or our own.
Blessed Earth,
I'm no philosopher or geologist,
But I'm certain we are killing you
And ourselves when we haphazardly
Poison your waters, your soil, your sky.
Blessed Earth,
I am but one voice, yet often I pray
Almighty God will give us mercy
When He asks us to give an account
Of how we cared for you.
Blessed Earth,
I know what we have done to you
Will not be overlooked...Eventually,
Even you will not be able to sustain
This life as we know it now.
Blessed Earth,
I will not blame you for what's to come,
For earthquakes and shortage and war.
It is not your fault that we are short-sighted.
You are not the selfish one.
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