We are dancing on edges

Of volcanic eruptions.

From an underground hades

Spew forth magma disruptions.

Burning pains are going viral,

Burning groans spread like thunder.

Mother Earth's in a spiral -

She's been ripped all asunder.

 

We're to blame that she's perished

Under constant bombardings.

Mother Earth we've not cherished,

Only wounded and hardened.

Our dark thoughts have fomented

Deadly plagues of pollution,

She's with poison tormented

And a toxic solution.

 

And we've not bothered heeding,

And we've not dared affirm yet

That our Earth's a live being,

And beneath its hard surface

Is an earthly heart beating,

With tears, river-like, stirring,

And then settling in crystals

In multicoloured circles.

 

With a nuclear wind chasing,

And the circle extending -

Waves of Nature's invasions,

Haunted spirits's own vengeance.

With tsunamis turned hedges,

And eruptions fresh tallied,

We still dance on the edges

And still sing in the valleys.