There is no Defense

These tears

they are less than

the rain that falls to the earth

for even with chemicals

saturating the drops

the rain seeps

down

down

through layers of soil

to nurture the smallest seedling of life.

It does not matter how far down it has to go

it will continue until it finally dries up

it has completed its task so simple.

Unlike my tears

which tumble

fall

trail over blushing cheeks

never do I feel better

never do I feel growth

but bitter hatred

for all that have made me…..

oooops that is the talk of a victim

one who cannot

will not

take vengeance into her own hands

and that is not who I am.

I am the wind the shrieks through attic eaves.

I am the fire that rages uncontrolled through the streets.

I am the waves of the ocean crashing through.

I am the earth, the trees, the natural world

rising up to crush all of humanity.

©July 11/22

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