A piece of earth where nothing has ever happened

by Fayyaz Minhas.

I looked on it
A beautiful, flat, green piece of earth
It told me that
No man has ever stood on it
It has stayed a virgin
It belongs to no country
And is sacred to no faith
Only an occasional cow or sheep comes
From elsewhere
kisses it with its lips and trims the grass
It has never been pierced
By flagpoles
Or By spears
Only rain flows on it
The creeking water tells it stories of the world
But No blood has ever fallen on it
Nor any tears!
Snow covers it during the winter
And dandelions bloom in spring
It sees some aspen leaves in autumn time
But that is all that ever happens on it
I wanted to step on it and make it mine
And I would have, had it existed!