right from the start
there was dirt




and there was dirt everywhere
good clean dirt
with lots of opportunity
for good things to grow

as the dirt
continued to wait in its darkness
things began to move in the dirt
their stench crowding out the soft warmth of its darkness


that’s when things began to go a little wrong

the moving things weren’t nice at all
they did things within the dirt
hurting it
making it unclean

the dirt tried to retaliate
but the things were right inside of it
so there was nothing
it could really do

the movement of the things
reached out into the light
and as the light struck the surface
of their putrid colours


the dirt began to weep