They feel me-
I break, shake, take back what’s mine.
For they claimed me-
Flagged, mapped, staked border lines.

Yet I gave land-
They conquer, kill, drill sky to sea.
Broken connections, I ache-
They trade my blood for my trees.

I lost them-
They war, hate, segregate sister and brother.
Material difference-
Seeking, exploiting unique traits of the other.

Citing advancement-
Using, abusing, poisoning air and water.
They’ll hear me;
I weep, rise, swallow sons and daughters.

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