A Living Earth
Dark virgin soil piled high from the ground.
Now sentry like and brooding as an ugly mound.
Hidden for centuries, undisturbed it lay,
Now it stands naked and on display.
What purpose did this earth not serve,
To cause a treatment it did not deserve?
What if it was not earthly matter, but you and I
And out of view we chose to lie?
Does this loam now prefer be seen,
Or remain, like many of us, behind a screen!
Elevate yourself, no longer cower nor bend,
Be a voice that the world will comprehend!
© 2014, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.