Passing o’er our heads
Sun draws our starry-eyed gaze
She weeps for the soil
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n.b. If we look to the earth beneath our feet we will discover that all life depends on restoring the soil to good health.
Imagine: skin sealed by concrete, tarmac and bricks; diet of insecticides, herbicides, nitrates and other manufactured supplements; burrowed into for minerals and rare metals; used as a site to fill with uncompostable waste; deployed as a testing ground for atomic weapons; stripped of cooling foliage; drained of water; compacted by herds of cattle; exploited for short-term profit of cash crops; forced to breathe noxious fumes.
How would you feel?
CLP 29/01/2019
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