rain hits the sill
i listen as it falls.
the gods are crying
the ground dry and crack
takes in the tears--
frantic.
life continues.
creatures seek shelter
plants thrive
mother creates balance
man creates destruction
buildings are taller
resources depleated
mother attempts to repair
more trees removed
fields flattened and paved
for parking lots
and strip malls
crude spills into the oceans
systems destored
so our comforts can multiply
top of the food chain
we own this place
or so we think
until there is no more
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