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The earth has a heart that is pounding
I feel her vibrations under foot
I know she is living that doesn’t astound me
I always knew that she was forsook
Humanity complains when her essence they have drained
All her goodness, all her charms, all her blood
But when will they realize that she is much more, than wide oceans, sky, creatures and mud?
This is a song in progress, I will add more to it another time but at the moment it’s a little hard to concentrate when your 3yr old is running a temperature and is tetchy about everything. I think this is going to be a great song, I have the tune in my head and everything and it’s really frustrating that I don’t have Cu-base anymore to help me put it down in music – as I’ve said numerous times before I can’t read or write music.
I don’t know why but when I thinking about this song I was thinking of at least two singers who’d it fits vocally. Those were Ed Sheeran and maybe Gotye, I know if this song ever got sold that it might not be those who’ll sing it, but I think it would suit their voice. Even Lady GaGa might like this as an Earth awareness album someday? But who knows, I think she does better when she writes her own stuff anyway.
The Earth is bleeding because it’s abused
Being took advantage of
It is wondering why we’re doing this; it’s looking for our love
No one owns this Earth of ours; its being is wholesome and free
Yet we claim her like an object, some sort of won trophy
Why do we abuse her so? Why do we crush her life?
When will we learn to love her? She makes a good housewife
All she does is care and nurture, all she does is breathe
Yet all we’re intent on doing is making her further grieve
Why not work with Mother Nature and love her like we should?
Why not stop this torture and treat her really good?
My poem here has ended, but the story continues on
Take care of our mother earth, so she can live on
I bear no resemblance to the common man
I am wild and free
Common man is not
It’s been the same throughout history
They blindly live their boring lives day in and day out
Under another man’s thumb
I am free, yet still they think I am just a bum
I sit here in my little hut made of twigs and leaves
In my little forest I am the only one I please
I may be a hermit, but a hermit’s life is good
Do not worry about me, nature brings me food
You have lost your freedom, sitting in your town
Allowing another to talk for you, usually a clown
You hope you have enough money to feed you and your kids
Whereas if you lived like me, to starve nature forbids
Collectively your weak, you need to learn to be strong
For living the way you do, you know it does nature wrong
Look at the world around you; look at what this life destroys
Stop treating the world like a rubbish tip, it is a not a toy
Treat nature kindly and with trust and you will see
All the treats she’ll have lined up for you and for me
Beautiful landscapes will return if we from cities leave
And we’ll sit back and watch the big men, crying and grieve
For they don’t look out for you, only themselves you see
They line their pockets with a lust for gold
And work you hard until you’re too old and really
Don’t you think it’s silly?
Living a life like that?
Get rid of money and live like a cat
Trust in nature
Grow with her
If you are cold
She’ll give you cotton or fur
If you starve she’ll give you plants and meat
And sometimes honey as a sweet little treat
Go to nature
Turn your back on man
Save our planet with all you can
The cosmic order sounds like a cafe on a galaxy highway
A stop off point between Venus and Mars
Serving alien coffees and chocolate bars
Martians stop there every day, drinking tea and ordering cake
Plutonians stop on their long journeys too, they hope to reach the Earth’s moon by noon
It’s a funny little saying though, when you hear people shout and go “it’s the cosmic order you know”?
I wonder if it’s true, that somewhere up there, that’s what aliens do?
We are all raised in the same planet, Earth it’s called but we all live in different worlds
I was raised in a world of violence, isolation, racism, religion and fear
I never understood why those values my mother held dear?
I learned another way, wading through the dirt
Clenching on for dear life with all the various hurts
I needed to find a better life, one that suited me
When I finally did this, from a violent life I was free
But it’s difficult chasing dreams like these
For parents hold you back
And make you think like them under siege then thwack
If you question their damning ways, they hold you down, suffocating you in waves
Of anger, of pity and fear
But if you have a peaceful dream, hold on to it dear
Life will find a way to help you, to pull you through the muck
Then someday you’ll turn around and say goodbye you fucks!
I am dark and I am light, we are all a mixture of these extremes
We are evil and we are good, is it worth denying this?
No one is perfect, how true is that?
One man’s poison is another man’s fat
We can’t all be the same
Trying to be, will drive us insane
What do you deem good and evil?
Does everyone agree?
I think you’ll find if you asked around only a third would see what you see
Maybe more, maybe less, maybe the same
But as I said before, striving for perfection will drive us insane
Do you agree with gay marriage? How about the man down the road?
Do you agree there’s a tortuous hell, burning up bad souls?
Do you agree in polygamy or are you monogamously straying?
Do you beat the bad dog that is always baying?
There are many questions I want to ask, there’s so many different answers
Some of us want to be rich or ballerina dancers
As you can see, not all of us
Yet our perceptions we demand on others
Do we have that right to individually smother another into our way of thinking?
I think to do that would involve a lot of stinking!
Live in peace with your fellow man
Follow your own path
But don’t forget to allow him too, in his joys let him bath
No one knows what perfection is, until they’ve allowed all things, to live in harmony being themselves and without your tongues stings
With this poem I had hoped that it would give out a message to all people to allow individuality in others no matter whether you agree with it or not. No one can understand what is truly good or truly bad, no one can know what perfection is, because we all have our own idea of perfect.
If we don’t like something, or someone, or a situation another person is in, is it really our concern? If they are happy then leave them alone. I know so many people who either bully or attack people they disagree with, you want peace on earth? Be the peace on earth!
The wind washes my face
The light blue sky is a reflection of natural beauty
The windswept sands, warm under foot and I hold my husband’s hand
Dreaming of a time where humans realize that appreciation and protection is all this earth needs
That and good deeds
I usher my little children into this world of paradise
I want them to feel the vibrancy of this world with all their senses
This they need
To feel at one with everything
We are not separate souls living within a separate soul
We are one soul
One planet with one life
There should be no separation
For each other and our world
That and good deeds
This is what we all need
First and foremost I’d like to say, don’t let this world of ours fade away
This earth is for our mother, father and heirs
They at least, deserve clean air
Respect our lands, respect our seas, for is there another world that we can reach?
If not, then we are doomed, unless you have time for changes, this I assume
We all need to make an effort; we can’t carry on like this
We need to find a better way, or else this world we’ll miss
Don’t treat the world amiss
I wrote the below piece in 2006, however the original piece was done within ninety minutes and was never revised despite me putting it up on the lulu.com marketplace. Ironically it sold 9 copies, unfortunately that’s all it did sell in the whole seven years it was on site.
In my humble opinion this revised copy of the book is far better.
It is a little long for a blog post, nine pages of an A4 sheet of paper when this is printed to be precise.
You can probably guess what the creature is before the end, as I don’t exactly leave it a mystery, but I hope you enjoy it.
I wanted to publish the revised copy of this book on lulu.com but I have found they no longer accept books which are less than 32 pages, so I couldn’t.
There is a creature on this planet which reaps more than it sows and causes fear to all other animals, birds and fishes because collectively they are merciless.
This creature tries to override natural laws, embittering themselves whilst destroying everything else that stands in their way.
It pollutes its own habitat, making trees fall all around them rendering other animals homeless, helpless and lost.
Everywhere this creature touches, becomes barren stony land, or so heavily polluted that it is spread thick with black goo called oil, the seas and oceans are turning black with the stuff they call “black gold”.
They consume both meat and vegetables, eggs and even fill their bodies with toxins and chemicals without a thought of what it might do to them.
They try to deny nature to touch them, living in stone boxes, avoiding feral behaviour, denying they’re an animal too, they try to outwit death and prolong their already long lives with unnatural means.
They fell massive forests; day after day after day, nothing is safe, thousands of miles a year doomed to become barren wastelands.
They don’t always do this for food and shelter alone, but for the sake of owning more than their companions, making things that are unneeded for natural survival and like termites they sweep across the Earth like a plague causing nothing but mayhem and destruction; though, they see it as construction.
They hunt other creatures on a mass scale, hundreds become extinct a decade because of this foul creature, bird, fish, insect, mammal, reptile, nothing is safe. They hunt for food, clothing, trophies, decorations and fun, or simply because another creature seems to become successful too, this is not allowed, nor is another creature allowed to trespass on their lands.
This is not all, this terrible creature I am telling you about will also kill themselves, their loved ones, their neighbours and even strangers, whilst preaching about rights and equality and love. Oh yes, this creature is definitely paradoxically hypercritical.
What do they do to each other I hear you ask?
Boiling each other alive
Setting each other on fire
Blowing each other up
Smashing heads with blunt objects
Cutting heads off each other
Some don’t care why they do it, they just like to do that sort of thing, and others claim they do it for noble reasons, whether it’s religion, revenge or controlling the masses.
This creature isn’t limited to where it goes and where it can live, they adapt unfortunately, to extreme climates, they are making technologies to make cities under the sea and oceans and to even venture to outer space.
This creature can move mountains, hills, rivers, lakes, build them too, but they’d rather destroy, they clear fields and meadows, basically bleed the earth dry of all its resources, nutrients and goodness, turning lands into polluted graveyards of a once evergreen world.
This creature not only causes havoc with the living, but they also like to bother the dead as well, waking up spirits of their ancestors for conversations they call séances.
If vampires existed they would definitely hide in the shadows like the movies portray, because this creature will hunt it down and bring an extinction before you can say “oh my goodness, there’s a vampire in my street”.
Werewolves would think twice before they started to howl at the moon.
The poor loch ness monster hides for its life in fear of becoming the best trophy ever known to planet Earth!
The yeti and Sasquatch isolate themselves in snowy mountain tops simply to keep a peaceful life away from this horrible creature’s attention.
It is said that ancient gods even moved away from this creature to keep away from their vile creation, keeping their existence secret because they became slaves to the demands of their creatures, who corrupted, lied, cheated and used them for all but good.
Beautiful fur coats of the mink and other animals stripped off their flesh in a second because they’re beautiful; this creature wants to wear the fur on themselves, to imitate its beauty, rather than allowing the lovely creature to live and run around, so they can happily watch them.
This creature I am talking to you about, loves taking another creature as entertainment, making the little animals suffer with little tricks, being wrenched away from their families, castrated so they can’t breed, shoved into small cages, fed unnatural food, being pointed at and laughed at, controlled and humiliated day after day after day.
Some are forced to fight each other, others turned into slaves.
Insects squashed for the sake of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, or being ugly… anything ugly in this world is anything dead or soon to be added to the extinction list!
This creature yearns to contact alien life forms, yet cannot tolerate each other in their own various colour formations, cultures, beliefs, languages and orientations.
This creature is….
This was based on my old views on humanity; I have become more tolerant of them over the years, particularly as we seem to be doing more for nature nowadays and we are progressing socially into a more tolerant species.