Diana Landry Bardsly

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Man In The Moon

A once green and fertile
Mother Earth weeps
She lies open and barren
Raped
Her mountains scream
Her valleys ooze with her anger

Bubbling, molted rivers run
As Her tears fall
Scorching
the ground below

And all the while
the cold, frigid, man in the moon

Glares
Down
Upon Her

His piercing, veiled silhouette

Stares
Immune
Unaffected

By Her pain

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