BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS

Blood on  my  hands, bright  red  and  warm

Where is  it  from , sticky  thick . Have  I caused  harm?

It  runs  slowly  down  my  fingers then drips on to the sand.

Where  am I , alone  here  with  blood on my  hand.

 

You  are  guilty it  is  your  fault all your  doing

The  machine of  war  keeps  turning  all hell ensuing

You can carry  all the blame, look at  this  world  you have  built

Never  mind  the blood on your  hands  there are  gallons  more  you’ve  spilt.

 

Who  are  you to  blame  me,

Show  yourself , reveal  your face  let  me  see.

Why  me,  what  have I  done  to have  blood on my  hands.

I have  done  nothing , I do not  wage  war I don’t  make  stands.

 

You  are  guilty it  is  your  fault all your  doing

The  machine of  war  keeps  turning  all hell ensuing

You can carry  all the blame, look at  this  world  you have  built

Never  mind  the blood on your  hands  there are  gallons  more  you’ve  spilt.

 

I am  no one  just  an ordinary  woman, I have  never  hurt  anyone

I have  never have I  killed  so why  is there blood on my hands

Why am I here, this empty place, dirty under  this  sun

I need  to  wash  this blood  from  my  hands.

 

You  are  guilty it  is  your  fault all your  doing

The  machine of  war  keeps  turning  all hell ensuing

You can carry  all the blame, look at  this  world  you have  built

Never  mind  the blood on your  hands  there are  gallons  more  you’ve  spilt.

 

I am your conscience, your  last  chance

Take off  your  blindfolds  and  stop  the devils  dance

Love  each other, share  what  you have   for a  change 

Before it is  too late , have compassion. That is not  so strange.

 

THE END?

Mother earth , shook her head tiredly and wandered off into the devastation…………

As the last tree standing breathed it’s last and silently fell to earth

Mother  earth sighed and shook her head and wiped away a tear then wandered through the deforestation .

All was different long ago  when her charge was still new born and fresh from birth.

Before  man came and ravaged  her  she was fresh and new

All things  gentle , all things safe  earth green, sky and sea blue.

 

The fish are gone , the seas all poisoned by man’s insatiable greed

The land all barren  and sun scorched the hole in the ozone, ensured  the goodness gone

Every living creature dead no animals, birds, insects and  man from  suffering freed.

All had suffered dreadfully as the last years had past. Silence, not a sound not even a wind’s song.

 

Mother earth , shook her head tiredly and wandered off into the devastation…………

Something caught her eye a tiny leaf, was this hope for the future  for a new breed a lovely new creation.

HOPE WE ALL NEED HOPE.

 

Can you see the view

Can you see the view from here.

Beautiful but not permanent I fear.

Green leaves,clear waters and animals in the trees

leave it as it is, keep it safe please.

Stop the rape, stop the pillage, stop the industrial clearance.

We need this green to make oxygen for us to breath.

We need to fight in earths defense.

Listen to me I am shouting timely warnings to the deaf.

Is this really what you want to see

I don’t know about you but it is not for me.

The jungle and rain forest cut down  and burned

So many chances wasted and lessens unlearned

Well I really don’t know how you feel

But this dark vision of the future could be real .

I really do not want to loose Mother Earth.

But we will and soon  if we don’t realize what she is worth.

Can you see the view from here.

Beautiful but not permanent I fear.

Green leaves,clear waters and animals in the trees

leave it as it is, keep it safe please.

What is she to you?

Yes those eyes have seen it all , deserted babies, raped women, executed men . Every word ever written on the brick wall. See her colours green and blue , her red lips will spill words of truth  in every hue.

What do you see within those eyes morning stars and midnight skies. See her skin the colour of scorched  earth,  burned by warfare and men’s lack of worth.

Are those bruises around her eyes or just blackened skin from tears she has cried. Is she reaching out to you she begs an answer and it must be true.

Who is she  this haunting host , she is Mother Earth , she supports us the most. Providing us with all we need we cut her open and leave her to bleed.

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Danu

Danu , mother goddess, mother earth and mother water. All things good and bad are brought from your altar.

photo credit celticmysteryschool.com

See your pregnant belly swelling all around you, light, life and story telling. The tallest trees bow down for you the moon,sun and stars in the ferment do as you bade them do.

All creatures, feathered, fur clad or cloven hoofed are suddenly as one when you are near, you calm them all, that is the truth

What grows within thy sacred womb is it the flowers that in spring, soon will bloom.Truly you look fit to burst, winters’ cold icy blasts have held back all life now with your waters you will quench their thirst.

Mother Danu your beauty shines your magic will be recorded for all to see in times to come all wreathed in rhymes. Mother Danu clear and blue your waters carry fish for us too, You feed us from land, water and sky with crops, animals fish and birds that fly.

Danu

Danu you show us four seasons, you hold our world in your hands we are so bad you love us still ? you have your reasons.

Danu , mother goddess, mother earth and mother water. All things good and bad are brought from your altar.

 

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