I cry for Earth.

That god hates the world is true.
No man nor power would suffer this world for fate
No jest exists in mythical beasts of sky
Or heavens sold for departed faith.

I call, like Nietzsche, to rid the world
Of angry, joyless human beings
I’d bin such men well in discarded rubbish brought
& bid all of life farewell, unkind.

The flowers & the plants are friends today,
The only scrape of purpose left in life
Save the planet they say & think
Of peace brought at our human cost.

A world of beauty, true & clean
The honest play in sacrificial game
Where power takes its central role
& no sacred lies are told to hide its crown

The weak are dead & flowers grow
Numbers of the sane in check & then
Survival kept by those deserved
& beauty seen by god’s true crowd.

But a frightful race which mocks, destroys & kills;
A hideous bunch of selfish voices
Ego’s spilt on prisoned floors
& all for the murder of precious dreams

So who is god that partakes, allows
A creature known as sick or base
Allows the wonder of the world to die in pain
As the foul stench pervades, expands.

I miss my earth
I miss the times spent in beauty known
Imprisoned now within the terror of a sick social fate
Where no-one cares & no-one knows.

I wish that beauty had conquered all.

~ nature versus the race of man.
© ed simkins

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Love Flows

Thought.
The fingers flex.
A Midnight moon.
Purple sky on fire.

The beauty of her naked flesh upon the crimson sand.
With danger in the water & broken depths of time.

I stand upon the water’s edge, my dreams afire with Love.
Silence speaks of distance grown & face of stars above.

I love this earth. i love my dreams. I see the smoke arise.
Injected swirls, I breath her in. caress her skin, her naked earth.

Shooting stars & love are made. I taste her virgin kiss.
Her beauteous form, her dimples too. High on drugs, we dance & fuck.

We laugh in midnight sun my friend, we sit & welcome songs.
Peace is heard In golden tones, & sensual love is shared.

Her valleys flow, her mountains rise, & smiling wonders beguile her eyes.
Each night I’ve dreamt of delicacy, of such a girl I’ve met

I have pleasured every part of her, in mind that dies alone.
& begged in stolen screams my love, for childish greetings home.

This planet which forms has loved me so, that child who loves will never now.
I’m high as steam & looking out, on oceans deep & great.

I need to love & hold her so, like forests need the rain,
I’d pin her down or turn her round & enter her with smiles.

& loving her like a precious girl with morning clothes so white.
This night time breeze will blow & storm as I stand alone & think.

I have conquered every failure here & this my last is great.
This night be still, lay down beside, Your innocence a cherished dream.

Your temple sought in nervous dreams, though emboldened by caress,
You, most perfect human being, ever growing like the Earth.

You I’d love like golden coins, or the blood which fills my vein,
That I could share my dreams with you, If god had made the Earth.

~ Obsessed? Maybe. But she is incredible!

(c) Ed Simkins