I Am the Land. I Wait
I am the land. I wait.
You say you own me.
I wait.
You shout. I lie patient.
You buy me. I wait.
With muddy holes and
car lot eyes I stare…
Then someone
tickles me, plants life—fruit
grass—trees/children dance/ someone
Sings.
You come with guns
A chainlink necklace
chokes me now
I wait.
YOU CANNOT PUT A FENCE
AROUND THE PLANET EARTH.
I am the land. I wait.
--Marina De Bellagente