We Lower Her Casket

From the mountains flow forth the thickest of blood.

Somber skies glare at the remnants of shattered beauty.

"Betrayal!" cries the earthly mother.

For in ashes she slowly deteriorates.

Left with a dark future where can we find serenity?

Our visible certainty has been drained by our carelessness.

Where creatures once roamed is now a kingdom of soot.

A once green world now plagued by bones and rot.

Picture perfect beauty damned by the hands of humanity.

There's no turning back.

We have built her coffin.

And we await for our own desecration.

-D.S.