NARRATIVE IMPERATIVE

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Aine O'Neill

Oneone 


I am not dirt so why do you treat me this way?

I am not dirt so why do you degrade me each day?

Erode the very life from me 

Stripped and leached, poisoned and bleached 

Suffocated compacted contaminated

Drained and polluted, abused and looted 

I am not dirt so why do you treat me this way?

I am life 

I give life 

More life than stars in the sky yet you do not gaze in awe 

I am not dirt so why do you treat me this way?

You will return to me as you were born from me

I am not dirt why do you treat me this way?

When you return to me I will not judge 

I will embrace and return you to your truest form 

To live once again 

I am not dirt 

I am life 

So why do you treat me this way?