The flower bloomed
Because of dirt
Through shit and gloom
Because of hurt
The more dirt some threw
The more the flower grew
Some called it dirt
The flower called it fertilizer
Than went on to Bloom
Through Dirt You Bloom
nature
The Spirit of Words
A word is a note
That can write a song
Heal a scar
Mend the broken
Your thoughts are words
Through intentions you speak
What your third eye sees
Your silence can speak
Mind your thoughts
Mind your words
Earthing
Earth Does Not Need Us, We Need It.
Tears on my face
They drip and they lace
The many interactions
The many inactions
To save this place
We always race
To destroy and erase
What we cannot replace
Earth
Drip down my cheeks
Pollution slowly creeps
Earth
I take a deep breath
Because I don’t know
When I’ll take my last breath
I only know
Earth
We need it
The Grind 