The earth is like an old woman

rattling her tin for coppers

and hoping to buy a sandwich to

keep body and soul together.

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Embarrassed they shuffle on

passed and feign indifference

while their minds adhere to 

the potency of power riven politics.

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Instead of coins though they make

her pay more and more

until her flesh has shrunken and

her energy leeched.

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No sandwich, no hope,

then children loudly shout

out, “Now is the time,

to RENEW your minds!

RENEW the earth!

and let her again

be

our

Mother!”