what they do to the earth
they do to our bodies

they press their filth into the crevice
and when, somehow, still, we make it holy
they take the miracle for granted

knowing all possible life is sacred
knowing what a life needs,
we decide what love would have us do

they demand we bring children
into this world, amongst them
amongst men fighting each other to the death

we know the labor of sustaining a whole life
so we will have to protect
these precious babies from them
as they starve, displace, risk, infect,
molest, rape, incarcerate and murder
that which they could never carry

yet they want us to bear it
in spite of what we know from within
there are so many lives
lived in untenable crisis
because we hear the no
but they won’t listen

and what they do to the earth
they do to our bodies

but
and this is so important
what the earth can do?
so can we
we are earth
we are earth

we can swallow with tongues of flame
rage down from the sky
in precise and dizzying destruction
shake the foundation back into
a chaos of stone..
strip the bullshit to the bone

unleash this creation fury
which cannot be contained or controlled
we know every choice in this context
is brave

don’t make us weep floods
when your house is on fire
if we can’t decide
who to save