Here is the tortured soul, that the earth feeds
devouring her plains, fields, weeds, and her sycamore trees.
spreading knowledge through her lands, here and there gathering his lambs.
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My goodness, you are very good at describing the pain and torture the first murderer felt and how that feeling has spread from the soul to the world and humanity.
very very beautiful poem, thanks, my dear poet, go on writing, I want to read more and more. I invite you to read my poems and comment.