the earth

a poem I wrote, considering the state of the earth and humanity today. fitting, on earth day.

i knew nothing of the earth

or the truths it invoked. 

i knew only the sun, 

born of its mercy 

to forgive what i haven't done.

that's what i've always been told. 

i knew nothing of the earth

but neither did they. 

for the days we're never cold

and the nights were burned away. 

they saw this to be true

as that's what they've always been told. 

but we heard it one night. 

the brightest stars had all but been masked, 

the faintest long gone from the night sky,

and the mountains once blanketed with snow

now obscured by smoke and gas. 

in the moment that was to be our last. 

it spoke. 

Author's Note

ignore the lack of capitalization, have been writing for a while, but first time sharing publicly. let me know what you think