The Earth
Damion Maxwell Cheesman 2007 (Waukesha)
The Earth
By Damion Maxwell Cheesman
It is boring just spinning and floating out in space looking through the darkness waiting for a new thing to happen,
At first, it was joyful being able to float and not fall and spinning round and round other planets like a light ping pong ball on air, but after about 3 millennia it got boring,
Every once in a while I will feel something happen to me and a painful feeling it is, the pain of the people blowing holes in me,
What have I done to them to get treated as a peasant?
They live on and so do I.
I do not cause them pain, life does.
I have kept to myself, but now I’m raving mad.
It is I who feeds you, baths you, protects you and makes you live on.
I will not have this disgraceful pain boring into my body like a drill, I will not have it.
I give you flowers, seeds, soil, trees, grass, crops, and so you live on to bore holes in me, how would you like that.
Even though I’m mad and annoyed I’m still proud and thankful for you people keeping the earth’s nature growing and thriving throughout the years.
It is now that I realize that you shouldn’t bore holes in me.
About this poem
I came up with this masterpiece when I was staring off in space one day. Enjoy.
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Written on April 06, 2022
Submitted by dnewkirk000@ on April 06, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Characters | 1,129 |
Words | 234 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 12 |
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