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May 2013
You treated me like dirt
And they say that soil has a memory
That sounds deeper than it might be
Like a ditch for a mass grave
Dug to erase the trace of genocide
But soil has a memory
The earth never forgets
Or ever needs to really remember
Because soil has a memory
But the planet is mostly water
It too, has a memory
It doesn’t forget the relentless battles waged
As it has Raged Against cliff-sides large and small
Anger is a gift
And as chunks slowly drift in the sea
They forgot they were once part of cliffs
And as they sink
Though they know the centuries separated their reunion,
They realize they’ve always been the bottom of the sea
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