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Judgement and Justice
I'm telling the Earth
what you did to me....
The Earth will tell the flowers,
The flowers will tell the bees,
The bees will tell the trees,
The trees will tell the birds,
And the birds will whisper
in the ears of many.
The rivers will carry
my sadness to the sea,
And the sea will answer
with chaotic tidal waves.
The mountains will remember
what you tried to bury inside me.
The moon will keep watch
over every tear I cry,
While the stars bear witness
to every night I survive.
The wind will carry my story
from valley to valley,
Through fields where the wildflowers bow,
And every leaf that trembles
in its passing
will know the truth
you thought no one
would ever know.
The rain will fall
where my heart once broke,
And the soil will drink
every word I could not speak.
Even the stones beneath your feet
will remember
the weight of my silence—
And they will crumble.
And when spring comes,
the flowers will bloom
with the knowledge of my pain.
The bees will carry it
from blossom to blossom,
The trees will shelter it
within their ancient rings,
And the birds will scatter it
across the sky,
Until my story has
nowhere left to hide.
You may have thought
you wounded only me,
But the Earth has ears,
The wind has a memory,
And the sky has never been deaf.
So I will chase you with anger,
And curse your name
beneath the sun,
Because not all lies
can continue to run.
I'll let the world remember—
what you all did to me.
And my roots
will carry on the legacy,
Deep beneath the ground
where time cannot erase it.
What you thought
would remain a secret
will echo forever
on the wings of birds.
And as the Earth
Continues to speak the story,
As the rivers continue to speak,
The mountains will remember,
The stones will crumble,
As the sky hears every word—
There will be nowhere
left for the truth to hide.
For Judgment will come,
And Justice will speak.
Not for a moment.
Not for a season.
The memory will never fade—
Judgment and Justice
Your sentence-eternity.
