What day were you born?
How many eons have past?
How much longer can you endure?
How long have you been dancing partners
with that hot yellow star?
How ancient is the tidal pull of the sensual moon
on your amniotic waters?
Do you feel ravaged with age?
If you could speak, what would you say?
Some of your progeny
just seem to want to suck you dry,
and refuse to believe; eventually, you will die.
Others tend to you quietly,
nurturing you with grace
some gently sit on the fence,
singing tunes of benign indifference.
Some wholly revere you
while yet others
(How dare we!?)
Against the dying of your light.
your atmosphere continues to billow and blow
as if you yourself were taking deep breaths
biding your time
Allowing us to sow
our own destiny
in your womb.
Perhaps the next generation
birthed unto you,
Regardless of your age,
Realize the eternal commandment remains the same.
Happy Earth Day 2020! In honor of Mother Earth, I have used the inspirations from activists everywhere and drawn on specific words of Albert Camus, Dylan Thomas, Greta Thunberg, as well as the fifth commandment out of the King James Bible.