The machines came in the night
stealthy, slinking, stinking
reeking of destruction and corruption
manned by greedy, crooked men
Creatures of the peaceful forest
awoken soft and stark from slumber
grabbed, struggling, blinking
into unforgiving daylight
Old homes viciously torn down
pulverised, vandalised
gentle beings roughly displaced
brutal disregard for their lives
With dollar signs in their eyes
heartless humans distract and destroy
no reverence for beauty,
for sanctuary, sentience, sacredness
Ploughing with violent hands
transforming majesty into dirt
ears shut to the pleas of the Earth
to the cries of animals who have lost
their homes, their hollows, their havens
now adrift in a sea of confusion
scattered and terrified
in this sacrilegious new world
Yet WE hear you, precious souls
we cannot ignore terrorism
against the innocent, the irreplaceable
our hearts break but not in vain
We will speak for you with
compassion, determination, indignation
standing for justice, for life
your small faces bright in our minds
Dwelling in embracing green
free from desecration and condemnation
sheltered, cherished, nurtured
this is what you truly deserve
Renate Homburg