Dirt Don’t Forgive

(Speaking, gravel voice) You can hide from men, But the ground remembers.

Every bootprint’s a sin I left, Every mile’s another theft. Took what I could, paid what I chose, Now the dirt hums beneath my toes.

Dirt don’t forgive, it just waits, It don’t care for prayers or fates. It don’t judge — it just knows, What you buried, where it grows.

Laid down lies like seeds in spring, Watched ‘em bloom into everything. Ain’t no priest to bless the clay, Only ghosts I’ve led astray.

Dirt don’t forgive, it don’t sleep, It remembers what you keep. You can run till you fade from view, But the ground’s still thinkin’ of you.

I spit blood on the soil I cursed, Said “You’ll never see me first.” But she laughed — slow and wide, Said, “Boy, I got time on my side.”

Dirt don’t forgive, it takes its due, Turns black boots into something new. You can pray, you can plead, you can lie — But the dirt don’t care, and neither do I.

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