This rage
It's a rage of billions of years worth of lies, untruths and meaningless destruction.
It's coming
The rage is building
Energy gathering
Destruction unfolds
It's inevitable
Truth is the vent
The steam is building
Life is a delicate balance
The world this planet, her body will not end.
Will never die
But perhaps the inhabitants will.
The anger and rage continue spewing into volcanoes, storms, tornadoes, hurricanes tsunamis, earthquakes.
Running over banks and through fissures
As she breathes the shuddering begins
Rocks roll and tumble
Ripples flow out in the rivers and streams
Waves roll
Thunder and lightning clash through the skies
Winds begin where there is no breeze
Insects stop and pause in their beats
Silence speaks volumes
Before it begins
A crescendo of silence rains down
Then she sighs
Maybe not today
Maybe tomorrow
One storm
One eruption
One event
But maybe not
Maybe it will be a monstrous cataclysmic event
Maybe that will awaken the truth to all
Perhaps that's the call
For them to awaken to the truth
A truth so hard to believe
The truth is that humanity is killing themselves
I am not responsible for what they have done to my beautiful blue and green body
But I know how to regenerate and heal
I know what it's like to be a natural resource
But they are the parasites that take from greed
They do not know how to rejuvenate and heal
Take what is needed
No more no less
Let us live in harmony on a sustainable planet
Yet they cannot learn
They refuse to try
Most will not change in
This humanity tribe
Many will perish, suffer and leave
Some listen and try to lead
But most will not listen or care
The disease is real
The uncaring disease it is not my problem
Pass it away
Don't bother me
I have my own issues
My own problems in life
My agenda is more important
Let someone else fix it
It's not mine to change
I am one person I cannot do anything
Keep it hidden out of sight
I breathe it In
I sigh and release
My tension is building
Anger rises high
Storm season is about to begin
About the Creator
Donna Morgan
I am a lover of the mystical the magical and the spiritual.
I write to heal myself and to share my journey with anxiety and life that I experience through my feelings.
I love to write it is my healing place.
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But seriously though, humans are the cancer cells of Earth. We're killing it. Loved your poem!