Listen

By Magdalena Meyers, Age 11

Crash something?
Loudly, my friend
For this world doesn’t listen
Let me hear your mumble from within this rock’s core
Crust and flames of red
In the gut of this planet
It has great magnitude
The poles colliding
Standing
A solid body of water from a deceased
waterfall and fountain of spray
of tears
What is following to come
flowing
A Girl’s blood
The moon is shaped in our hair
spring cleaning
In our core
We need it to give back
She is earth
I use she
I give her hope and a moment’s rest
To cool
Moon has the mystery and cold truth
Of this nothingness
Sun caries fire in flashes
She holds the balance
The earth mother
We destroy
Without a consideration
Of tomorrow’s bringing
Until we open our eyes
Until now

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