Mother

From the beginning to the distant end

A spectrum of deep, rich, earthy brown to swirling dust

And in between you grow, reaching high to a burning red sky

Starting from beneath the ground defying harsh conditions

Tearing through the earth to reach with long green claws

Crawling through the brush with sneaky green vines

And devouring with green envy whatever lies in your path

Leaving only green in your wake

Stone crushing green

Green falling from the sky

Rotting in plastic containers

Being trimmed and restrained

And now she will fight because green is anger and green is right

Where flat gray concrete once was, now green fury has spread

Spreading up and across the pavement with strong roots holding steady

beneath....beneath, beneath, but not for long no! Up rises green bringing with it

Yellow dandelions and future poofy wishes rooted with green stems

What Earth's children have built, becoming unmade as Mother rises up

The war fought with stone and earth, as green spills over the battlefield

And flowers bloom and fruits fall, spoils of a battle in an ever constant war