Earth Change Revelry

Sweet singing in the distance is actually a baby's cry. Blue in the sky turns violet and I see the moon right before it is full. Can a body endure it all, and still arch in the back enough to learn properly? I say yes in deed, and I believe that hell can be a mercy for me and only me. I have had a vermin infested domicile in hell dimension my whole time on the planet. Born by a volcano, I now prepare for earthquakes in The Midwest, and tornadoes in The Middle East. I breath in and carbon dioxide is my gift to a growing tree and plant. The planet is around me dinging the bell for THE heavyweight fight of all centuries. The truth is there, and when people look away from these anomilies, I draw back their gaze and force them to see that the back of the Earth is broken too.