Do not disturb!

this land in order

it follows its harmony

within

sterile

it may seem to you

it’s nourishing

the worms seeped in

these worms

that will eat your organs

away-

leaving the land fallow

for generations to prey

and world has to move

-Nature doth say-

else

past would feed on your present

when future would table lay

you would see

with your own eyes

else feasting on your bones

drop by drop- dip dop dip dop

will sip your blood

in its clay.

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