I
Poor Earth,
I’d apologize for man
But the sad truth will remain
And man will commit again
His adulteries of you.
II
Poor man,
Feel sorry only for your own
For long before your time,
And in time further than man’s future,
My scars again will heal.
Spend your sorrow where it’s needed.
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