SOLACE OF RIDGES

 

 

The solace of ridges
I cannot reach
but with my eyes,

I have shared
with generations here
put to rest before me—

while the lower ground
churns with the business
of getting bigger,

milking the earth
for all she’s worth,
building fortunes and cities.

We are not prepared
to go hungry, thirst
without water to irrigate

a meal. We must learn
to look beyond ourselves
to see our children’s

future, work together
to shape a world
that’s not a living hell.

 

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