When we are gone by Emma McKenzie

When we are gone

Return us to the earth

To undo the damage that we have done

Do not mourn for us

Let us

Sink back into the soil and return

What we have taken

To undo the harms that we have created

Let the trees grow ancient to stretch their limbs in peace

While nature unfolds itself again

Free from restraint

And urbanisation

There will be no more boundaried manicured

Natural spaces

Just a tangle of wilderness

With flowers opening in layers

And bees

Bring back the bees and the insects

The birds

The creatures

To go about their ways without human interference

Or intervention

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