Sitting by herself on the roof of a building a little girl stood up and tossed a penny over the ledge. As it plummeted to the earth she raised her head and marveled at the beautiful sky. Then she walked back inside and laid on her bed then heard the sounds of sirens. She looked out her window to the streets below and wondered what in the world could be happening. People were gathering and cars were honking so she headed down to watch the show. She took the elevator down to the lobby, stepped outside onto the bustling street, then looked up at the ledge where she was sitting.
Directly in front of her, a crowd was hovering over a body lying on the concrete. There was blood everywhere and people were crying as the paramedics arrived at the scene. Someone began anxiously describing that they witnessed a horrible thing. "The poor man was innocently walking, then something small fell from the sky, hitting him on the head killing him instantly." She looked up at the ledge in shock and disbelief then stepped back inside and ran through the lobby. She took the elevator back to the roof and walked to the ledge of the building. "That man is dead because of me, what have I done? This can't be happening! How can you **** a person with a penny? I guess gravity can be unforgiving, this isn't real, I have to be dreaming, am I still on my bed quietly sleeping? I guess we'll find out there's no time for grieving! — she frantically thought to herself. She then reached in her pocket, then leaped off the ledge, with a handful of pennies she waved goodbye to the world.

The third stanza can be read in several ways. It depends on how you read it (as two collums, one full stanza, etc.) Hope you enjoy :)

The headlines would never see Truth.
She is too truthful.
Their lies would never believe her.
She would scream
"Beautiful land taken away."
They would shout
"New zoos opening!"
  
O' humans,
You have stolen me!
I am your beautiful prisoner.
This dark place will never be a home.
My people will dwindle down.
They will become the ice caps on this warming planet.
People will disbelieve all they want until they see the impact
"Too little, too late."
  
Down to the bone my loves will gnaw on what they can.
Mother Earth                             Is the World
Food Supplies                          Gone
Water Supplies                         Down
And Father Sun                         Forever heating up
  
Can everything truly be done
Because people wanted to have fun?
Humans are you so shallow
That you let vanity corrupt untamed lands?
  
I used to be Africa a land of beauty.
Where even the blind man could see me.
I used to be Africa a land of love.
Then you took my people and made them slaves.
I used to be Africa a land of resources.
Then you took what you could
And stole the rest.
  
My sticky molasses was not strong enough to hold me together.
Instead I stuck to more places than could be counted.
The number grew until there was no more to hold.
Coming together became a chore.
I lost little pieces here and there.
They started to grow like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle slowly becoming connected together.
  
Slithering snakes snaked their way up smothering my breath.
Snakes with innocence for faces and trust for eyes.
Soon my land was used.
Minerals and gems taken.
Goodbye darling tanzanite.
Food and animals taken.
Goodbye Quagga.

Impact has come and people now try.
They start to help Mother Earth.
Reducing, reusing and recycling.  
They're efforts die as they see they cannot bear the tide.
They live with a history rooted in fame.
Now it seems their lives cannot be filled more with shame.
They stay under waiting for their blunder
to take its toll.  

They have no misery in what they see.
They do not care about my history.
I start my flame
and light the embers.
I no longer an smothered
The humans are.

arts and crafts and kids on drugs
dream catchers and storytellers
in tree-houses and sheds
bare feet and bare legs

magic

let me share
i'll cut you a slice of the skies to keep in your eyes
so you can always see beauty
and learn to accept it when it's lying in front of you
remember how gorgeous life is

sunsets and fire pits and tents pitched in the mountains
solar flares and lunar eclipses
in telescopes lenses and lovers eyes

this IS profound
and we SHOULD take note
the universe bares wonderful gifts
and we are fools to let them slip so quickly through our hands
we've been here before
and we've known each other for eons
don't go forgetting

lava monsters and yellowing pages and smiles recognizable for miles
sage brush and card games
with cowboys and poets
cheap-seat prophets bound by collective conscious and some kind of mysticism

two-track game trails and smoke rings rising from the west
find your way home

i'll hide behind my sunset eyes and river-bed curves until your return

Touch me,
it doesn't matter where
and it doesnt matter how
I need to know I'm still alive
so someone touch me now
Shake my hand and say hello
or pat me on the back
kiss me on the cheek
that I may feel this sense I lack
slap my face and pull my hair
make me bleed I just don't care
dig your nails into my skin
so I can feed this need within
I've been numb for such a time
that even pain would be sublime
so touch me, touch me now
I don't care where, I don't care how

Victims fall,
              They scream.
Innocent.
          Bodies burn,
            Homes are destroyed.
Innocent.
           Mothers hide their babies,
             children run for cover.
Innocent.
           But where was I?
             I wasn't there.
Guilty?
           I didn't cry for them,
             I wasn't able to.
Guilty?

You told me that you need me
You told me of the days
Before we were together
Before you knew my name
How you walked into the future
Looking for some words
Carved into the trees
Blown upon the wind
Flying on a wing
Hunting with the fang
The terror of the moonlight
The darkness of the rain
Silent Sunsets
Words and Names