Free verse, High School Reposts

Day 308: Spider’s Kiss

Do you hear the rain
see the rain it falling like teardrops?
I cry out in pain,
I know it’s Mother Earth’s sorrow I feel.

I look around
searching for answers
But none have I found.

What makes us as humans destroy?
When we were given the precious
gift of life?
How can we have peace,
when all we do is fight?

How can we sit by
and listen to children cry?

How can we stand still
and watch mankind die?

How can we sleep at night,
knowing the end is near?

We are a strong race,
but not without fear.

If you ask me,
I will tell you this ~~

To the Earth, to life
We are a spider’s kiss.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: Reposting an old poem today because it just fit. Lately, I have been reading a lot about the Dakota Access Pipeline and Standing Rock. I wrote this poem back in 1995, in high school, and was struck by how little things have changed in the Environmental movement. Originally printed in my high school, Bloor Collegiate Institute, Annual Literature Magazine – Scribble, it remains one of my favourite poems. Also, the first poem I ever published and shared with others!

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy. Photos below are from the magazine 🙂

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