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The individual
The species
A microbe

The country
The planet
A microbe

The universe
The imagination
A microbe

Offworlders Appalled


They called it Terra
We found out when we arrived
These “human” beings

Mute we watched them create it
Though they mangled the spelling

Dragon Father Wakens


A righteous rage bursts forth; a mighty roar
Too long coiled within its egg incubating
Sets the skies alight with livid lightning:
“No! No more! Dragon seed, prepare for war!”
A vile canker festers from shore to shore;
Views land, people just there for ravishing
Yet no amount of pillaging and killing
Can ever quench that bellowing greedy maw.

Leaves sore ears ringing, deaf to all reasoning.
Comes now a settling of accounts: a day of reckoning.
For Mother Earth has suffered for too long.
Her newly risen son sings the dragon song.
His voice rings out from shore to sea-swept shore:
“No! No more! Dragon seed, prepare for war!”



Full of beauty
Full of wonder
As this earth is
Then so shall I also
Strive to become

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