Worry left me
As I sat and pondered
What suffering
Shall I have
If all shall
Be gone?
How long have you suffered
Waiting there so burdened
Run your eyes a little longer
Down the road whence you came
No stranger stopping to say goodbye
No mail left in the box
Chopping as if petrified
At the meat about your ankles
Sitting quietly to the side
Two dogs with no former home
Windy meadows that long ago
Were stripped of all their life:
Elegant firs, long needled pine
And birch that peels around.
They’ve all been reaped
Into a heap;
Grinding and turning
Paving and spreading
Strip malls and sidewalks.
All in the name of progress.
In belief of and for
Settlers heading west.
But where was I at these round tables
Where was my voice of reason?
Was I asked for my steady thoughts
To protect our mother’s children?
For now I am to blame.
Here to suffer
To pull at breath and
Leave my anguish at the door;
Kick off my factory shoes,
Step into my factory warmth,
And yawn my factory toil.
I am not anymore the savior sun;
A strong branch upon a tree
Deep within the forest.
But I am a sapling reaching up
Into the sky above.
A sign of life, natures life:
An orb of sweet Gaia
I’ve punished you for your sins
This task hasn’t been easy
As I’ve watched you suffer here
From my spot of total control
I’ve laid down the obstacles
You’ve fought along the way
That have caused you great grief
And left you helplessly stricken
The reason for this madness
For all of this torment
Is written in books
Laid out in the plans
But, I suppose you missed those
As you tramped forth on your way
To busy to heed the warnings
In your adversity ways
Ignorance hasn’t paid off then
Has it for you?
Do you regret what you’ve done
As you sit at the gates?
Regardless, this is the fate
You’ve chosen to face
I played out your cards
You thought you had laid
