When the World is Not Enough
You pick up the trees and you wave them like fans
But her face continues to sweat.
You unravel the ground and you drain it of soil
But her stomach never rounds,
Her mouth remains open.
You bottle up the ocean till all water is extinct
Yet she continues to faint of thirst.
You take life from the earth,
You remove breath from the world
And she continues to perform still birth.
The doctor says death can’t breathe life
And that no matter what planets you inject into her bloodstream,
And no matter what population you put in her stomach,
No matter what stars you stitch into her skin,
Or pumping organs you operate her with,
The heart will not heart,
It cannot beat,
At least not for you.
So you must return the earth to us,
Please return the world to us
Because we miss it very much.
John Marks
Wed 5th Oct 2016 23:29
Still is silent movement; I liked it's evasion