Earth – come speak

I know you're there

Through my prayer

I can hear

You are my living essence

A presence

I've taken for granted

Under my feet

You touch and grow

Connect my soul

We slab and sully

Have the gore

To disregard then question

Why your unease

Is our dis-ease

Addicted to our I.Q.

So inventive yet forgetful

Where we tread –we owe you

To give thought before we kill

That which you, the parent, fill

You wait and waited so patiently

But not so, lately

Your speaking, rough and tumble

Reminds us

It's your right to grumble

Do I listen or choose to ignore?

Your speech is from your deepest core

Our plunder meets your thunder

Survival comes after

First, I must wonder …

G McGowan Cook, Welcome Bay