Tuesday, June 25, 2013

There first day

The land was beautiful in her green coverings and tall natural skyscrapers that covered me from wet rain when mother would cry for man and we would thrive from her sadness. She would shine from the brightest light to dry us all up and love would spread through her lands respected and affectionated worshipped her lights were ours and then man came to steal here from us bought her defiled her grounds and crevices and stuffed them with rotten structures rotting already killing what once was her tall skyscrapers used for the construction of him and his ego and simplicity would die in its extravagance would place he would use her and shoot her up with his toxins until she could no longer give for what was taken down to her knees she would pray for mercy and he would laugh and take more from her bones and flesh to make monuments to this day and so now she is bitter from his takings now when he wants her for aid she does nothing but watch man and lay wait to his self destruction for the malice he committed on her body from there first day.

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