MATTHEW MOK
I feel, therefore I write....

Planet Earth

By Michael Jackson


Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth, are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid


Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart, soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes, caressing and whole 
Alive with music, haunting my soul.


In my veins I've felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of history 
Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood 
Have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood 
Your misty clouds, your electric storm


Were turbulent tempests in my own form
I've licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat 
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste 
Have thrilled my senses beyond all haste


In your beauty I've known the how 
Of timeless bliss, this moment of now.


Planet Earth, are you just 
Floating by, a cloud of dust 
A minor globe, about to bust 
A piece of metal bound to rust 
A speck of matter in a mindless void 
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid


Cold as a rock without a hue 
Held together with a bit of glue 
Something tells me this isn't true 
You are my sweetheart, soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part 
In the deepest emotions of my own heart 
Tender with breezes, caressing and whole 
Alive with music, haunting my soul.


Planet Earth, gentle and blue
With all my heart, I love you.






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