Who will speak at the earth’s funeral?

Even if was never

About legacy

Your memory

Cannot mean nothing

Your family

Should remember you

And admittedly

No matter what we say

This

Is true.


So who

Will speak

When we murder

The earth when we murder

Ourselves when we murder

Everything anyone

That has ever been ever will


Be


Gone.


There is no gravestone

When a corner of the universe dies

There is no memory

Legacy

Family

Admittedly it’s a little

Silly

A little

Thing to wish

A little

Thought that crossed my mind.


When the earth dies

Not in its sleep

Hardly fighting honorably,

We will have weakened it too far

For that it will die

After long suffering

And no one will speak

At her funeral.

Posted in response to the challenge Climate and Our Earth - Writing .

Popcorn

VT

14 years old

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