I am Earth

I am Earth

I am your home

That you destroy

Each blade of grass, anchored to the soil by roots

Each honey bee, brown and banned black

Each stick and stone, that will break bones

Many call home

I am Earth

I am your home

That you destroy

Each cup of soil, nurturing trees

Each skin and bone, lanky, skinny, different 

Each corner is unknown, unrecognised waiting to be found

Many call home