The soil watches all civilizations
rise and fall.
Despite the founding fathers chanting the
rule of law.
Coercion
Corruption
Dynastic succession
Pushing innocent lives into
the jaws and…prisons.
Constant falsity
Mass brutality
Man-made calamity
The victors always try to
burn’em all into lost history!
Unfortunately,
soil has a good memory.
It takes not cheesy nor trickery
Romans, Mayans, Easter Island,
the soil eat’em raw and yummy!
Now sapiens,
from inequality
to planned obsolescence,
the solution to every problem is
to build a wall (war) and…worship Peterson?
Severing humans and Mother Nature
equates Netherworld’s call
Is it blasphemous to say we are
mere dirt, after all?
© Marmotian 2022
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