The Quiet

this quiet calls from other times
days in which no gods did dwell
nor were they needed on this earth
for she herself had not yet fell
victim to the cries of shame
that was brought down from the trees
by those who made gods in their name
and gave to them their disease
which in hubris they would spread
beyond their own alloted place
to curse the silent good green world
and bring forth tears across her face

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