O dirt, how I pity thee
How strong and formidable, you must be
to hold and carry, our tremendous weight
Your body must groan, wither and ache
To sustain life, you sacrifice your own
and travel the winds, forever alone
You never settle, in one place for long
You do your best, to try and belong
Your valiant effort, goes unseen
Like the worker, behind the scene
You hide and tremble, amidst the decay
and cover the bodies, over which you lay
Blood trickles and soaks your skin
It seeps and drips, staining within
The blood pierces, like the blade of a knife
But from this destruction, you bring life
We take and take and steal some more
We drill into, your very core
Yet you give, what we cannot
You bring life where there was nought
You cover our bodies, protecting our bones
Validating life, giving a home to stones
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