4122679Copper Sun — To Lovers of Earth: Fair WarningCountee Cullen
To Lovers of Earth: Fair Warning
GIVE over to high things the fervent thought You waste on Earth; let down the righteous bar Against a wayward peace too dearly bought Upon this pale and passion-frozen star. Sweethearts and friends, are they not loyal? Far More fickle, false, perverse, far more unkind Is Earth to those who give her heart and mind.
And you whose lusty youth her snares intrigue, Who glory in her seas, swear by her clouds, With Age, man’s foe, Earth ever is in league. Time resurrects her even while he crowds Your bloom to dust, and lengthens out your shrouds A day’s length or a year’s; she will be young, When your last cracked and quivering note is sung.
She will remain the Earth, sufficient still, Though you are gone and with you that rare loss That vanishes with your bewildered will. And there shall flame no red, indignant cross For you, no quick white scar of wrath emboss The sky, no blood drip from a wounded moon, And not a single star chime out of tune.