Earth's Blood

Makes rivers, creeks, seas

In soil hydrates green trees

Fires extinguished

Ripples in the creeks

In ol’ copper pipes it leaks

Dripping sounds of peace

Dances the night and 

Falls in beautiful manner 

Sparkles in the light

Shades in blue, green, brown

Now cluttered with rubbish to drown

Dirty oil spreads

from dirty old ships

But in clouds it’s clean and fresh

Floating in the sky

It’s in a cycle

Essential and always is

The blood of the earth

Flows through our veins

And will always be our friend