Does The Earth Have Feelings

Does the earth have feelings?

if so is it aware of human life upon it.

Does earth feel pain or have knowledge of strain put upon it?

Maybe you or I are not to know, as the snow in wintertime hides the sound of a burdened groaning earth .

 

 

Time Was Running Out

The arrogance of control was living on, above the ground, the poverty was draining the relatives still looking for a lifebelt with a crock of gold in the middle.

Time was running out so was patience, the survivors took the graveyard rubbing hardened lichen from weather worn wobbly stones and there it stood, as I speaking aloud.

It is here, all you are seeking, I am the mystery relative, dead but a saviour  nonetheless you will find the box of an unknown uncle the contents inside the brazen husk will unlock all you requirements forever, it is called hell.

For Really They Will Never Know

Astral transmission do you read me, the doors are open it is time to go, do not tell anyone I am going, for really they will never know, that a rainbow landed at my feet, the colors of the cosmos curved for speedworthy travel. There will never be a wall again no dividers to heaven no call to earth to say I am safe I will be one of the stars with no name, you see me everywhere we are all too common and mostly ignored.

Dust Returns

Ashes for sale different grades & classification, but dust returns in the fluted conduits of time, to be part of the furniture or shot to the sky because there is more to us than our passing but we haven’t arrived at the station..

A Clean Sheet Before You Go

despair
Accountable for your extremes now you’re in a sweat the last week, write it down, how many times did you run away.
Write your sins down the clock is ticking you cannot ask your parents  for they are but dead and the rest of us are dying,  you want a clean sheet  before you go, I am panicking god has given me the final cathartic challenge to clear my sins, to save the soul.
There are now four days to go and the clock is ticking, tick tock, my head on the block Jesus Christ avoid hell, what did  I say the inquistion arrived in the last days .
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