
A world bequeathed to us
In the breaking sounds of softness
Sighs from the weight
Of lost innocence and souls,
Mourning the loss of her lineage of love
In our desire for riches and more,
Grows weary of the heaviness of us.
The tonnage of our selfishness
Swirls in her oceans,
Fouls her air,
Tears apart her mantle.
In anger,
Her sky weeps,
Her winds whip up her seas–
All to wipe the weight of us
From her face, her body.
Thus, the earth we bequeath.
Excellent, Annette! Thank you…
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Thank you!
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Superbly written Annette, we are indeed a heavy burden on this planet… 😊🤨
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Thank you, my friend.
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“The tonnage of our selfishness
Swirls in her oceans,
Fouls her air,
Tears apart her mantle.”
Excellent work, Annette.
xoxo
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Thank you, I’m honored you think it so.
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My pleasure 🌹
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