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I give to the earth what the earth gives me
I tie my soul and make a bond with the grass and the leaves
so that one day
I might return and live forever with the trees
This photo won a gold key I named it creeping cause I’m incapable of thinking of creative names for my photos
In order to understand why the people were screaming
I broke the rose colored glasses placed over my eyes by my parents
Uncovered my ears for the first time and listened to their words
I heard Mother’s crying for their children daughters begging their fathers to protect them
Women asking if it is okay for them to live cause there is only so much they can give
I saw children dying for simply going to school while the adults around them preached about the benefits of having a gun
I watched boys have fun as they joked about reporting a classmate to ice when they have never had to hide from the consequences of their hate
The pain of the world resonated deep within my soul it clung to me and seared my skin as if it were boiling tar
I tried to go back but glass had turned to rose petals and despite there soft appearance they cut my hands
I braved the pain as petals caught a flame melting the frame then heat melded metal and skin a permanent reminder there is no going back
I tried to cover my ears but my hands disappeared suddenly at my side I couldn’t will them to cover my eyes
The screams became louder and soon they were all I could hear the only solution was to scream louder to cover up my fear
Now I am one of the people screaming
While kids younger than me wonder why I am screaming
I give to the earth what the earth gives me
I tie my soul and make a bond with the grass and the leaves
so that one day
I might return and live forever with the trees