Our generous host
She offered everything
But we wanted more
We reached deep down into her being and pulled from within her
Drained her aquifers
Extracted oil
Mined metals and stone
We sold her soul for wealth
Sold our own by taking far more than we need
Without thanks
Who could blame her when she demonstrates her majestic rage
Still we refuse to listen
She’s fighting us
The same way our bodies fight an infection
With fever and chills
-What have we done?