The Earth Is Crying

A poem by Charlyne Van Oosbree

The earth is crying,
“What more do you want from me?” she asks.
“I’ve given you my rice paddies,
my oil, my rich black soil.”

 — The earth is crying.
“What more do you want from me?” she asks.
“You’ve massacred my forests
slaughtering my grand trees
with chemicals and careless fires.”
 
–The earth is crying.
“What more do you want from me?” she asks.
“You’ve befouled my rivers and stream
puking, spitting and shitting upon them.”
 
— The earth is crying.
“What more do you want from me?” she asks.
“Monsanto, Dow Chemical,
have you gone mad?
You’ve scalped the bluffs and
skinned the hills defacing my land.”
 
— The earth is crying.
“What more do you want from me?” she asks.
“You’ve stripped the lush,
virgin plain, ravaging and
raping, insane and leaving
obscene, industrial filth
birth defects, disease.”
 
— The earth is crying, “Why?
During war all should not be possible,
but you made it so.
Now it’s a time of peace—
Monsanto, Dow Chemical,
it’s up to you to heal the land”