Pachamama, Did You Know?

Pachamama
Did you know we’d be coming when they built here?
Did you see our faces among the 2,500?

Pachamama
Did you whisper in their ears as they laid each stone
Of how many eyes and cameras would press up against them?

Pachamama
Did you fill the soil with your song?
Provide it the nutrients needed to consume our endless waste
And the blanket of toilet paper covering like snow?

Pachamama
Did you ask them to build the ground stronger
That it might withstand 5,000 feet each day?
Tell the mountain not to weep from 400 climbs?

Pachamama
Did you bring the clouds to hide your face?
Spend a moment alone while the night still hung in the air?
Wet the ground with cleansing tears?

Pachamama
Who would you allow to come if it was up to you?
Who could stand in your sacred space?
Would I be one of them?

Pachamama
Your temple is full
I hope you don’t feel empty