Marred by the stress and by the pain
In this half-light, all alone
Mark of humanity blotted with stain
Hidden greatness gives a shuddering groan
Breaking down these temples
Built of clay and flesh
Clinging to rocks like barnacles
Tied up in a seaweed mesh
Waves of eroding salt
Dragging away dead tissue
Dredging up a sandy fault
The heart of this repeating issue
Let this ocean of tears cleanse
View our planet through a new lens