Reaching Round

The Earth’s sphere

Has round intent

And yet….

They take her

Hands cloaked in avarice gloves

A dominion of slick suited force

…..off course….

She is the curved bow of lovers' lips

She is the timeless circle of life

The full gamut of dawn risen on mid noon on firefly nights

And up again,

Reliable, bountiful, alive….she thrives

Her depths are an infinite well of ocean wonder and lower still….

She spins, she spins again, again, giving, delivering  

And yet

She is taken and cut into sides of

I am and you’re not

Of

I have and you wont 

Forced to watch the toxic breath of warring tyrants

seep through her soil and splatter blood for no good

no good at all, at all.

Choked and cloaked in a jacket of ill,

Squashed sideways into smoky, poky stairwells

Re-formed in pyramid styles and selfish piles

And yet

Pyramids have bottom ends and lonely pointed gold leafed tops of which she is not, she is not…

They have edges that can slide you to the bottom

They have edges you can fall right over the top of

They have people reaching for that golden crown far too high in another man's sky….

And so

Come take a walk round the Sun with me

She is round

She is bold

She is warm

She is dawn….

Come take a walk round the Moon with me

He is round

He is bright

He is light

He is might ….

Come take a walk round the Earth with me

We are life

We are love

We are one

We

are

Round reaching

Inside

And

Out…