Write for your Right

Bear witness now to an evil act

Ever careful to separate lies from fact

See this mom of many children

Shaking and heaving

Knowing that soon this form

She may be leaving

Body pushed past the limit

Glassy eyes begging of you

Enough is enough

But why not see it through

A kick to the ribs

A knife to the gut

Even those who feel bad

Can’t help but make a cut

They beat her face into a pulp

Then smother it with a pillow

Until a hand sways at her side

Gentle as weeping willows

Crying, those with tainted blood

Decry the tragedy born here

Showing up to her funeral

Bearing the cross of complicit tears

As weeks become months

And months become years

This premonition for Mother Gaia

Draws ever more near