The soil tells a
fascinating story of enduring patience and great beauty. Out of the hardened rock, it changes into an interesting mass of sand, silt, and clay. Exposed to the rain, wind and sunshine, it grows to maturity. Time polished it, throughout all history. Out of its bosom, the flowers bloom and trees grow steadily. And in its face, the children play |
Below it;
scholars, artists, beggars, and poets lay. Great is the earth, it cares and nourishes the whole humanity. It is nature’s best habitat, sustaining creatures, strong or tiny. It bears witness, to all that took place throughout the ages. It holds the secrets of past or future events. it is a treasure chest, keeping nature’s wealth. And so nothing compares to the soil beneath. |
This Soil
by Devon McElveen
A new era grows, on soil planted by the old.
Soil comprised of unknown contents.
This era knows only of events that have been told
While sealed lips allow others to go rotten.
The youth builds upon this dirt of false truths
Made by the fickle ideas of an ancestor’s past.
The roads they shall pave will hold more ruth
Than that that their elders would craft.
In time they will learn to be less stubborn
Than their elders who were much more rigid.
Strife would be something they would not be concerned
The history they’d create would hold much more vivid.
Why does this youth hold so much regret
With this abundant soil their elders have set?
by Devon McElveen
A new era grows, on soil planted by the old.
Soil comprised of unknown contents.
This era knows only of events that have been told
While sealed lips allow others to go rotten.
The youth builds upon this dirt of false truths
Made by the fickle ideas of an ancestor’s past.
The roads they shall pave will hold more ruth
Than that that their elders would craft.
In time they will learn to be less stubborn
Than their elders who were much more rigid.
Strife would be something they would not be concerned
The history they’d create would hold much more vivid.
Why does this youth hold so much regret
With this abundant soil their elders have set?