Poetry Lyrics by John Dickinson

This is the Earth speaking

No, my spirit is not broken but it has been sorely tried you have camped upon my skin and lit larger and larger fires no, my spirit is not broken but you have caused me pain you have poured shit into my seas and caused acid in my rain No, my spirit is not broken is that what you require? how many Chernobyls do you want for your funeral pyre? no, my spirit is not broken I can live through all your mess I just will not look so nice and I will bite and not caress No, my spirit is not broken but it swings from light to dark that is the price you pay because you had to make your mark no, my spirit is not broken but can you say the same? my fire will stay alight but there’s…