Factory chimneys spew
Toxic sulphorous vomit
Into a twenty-four hour sky.
Stars obliterated,
Acid rain descends.
Great swathes of rain-forest
Daily decimated.
Open cast mines
Weeping wounds scar the earth.
Radio-active waste seeps
Under the carpet of coral
While fish swim belly up.
You ask me "How I am today?"
"I`m fine" (I think)
But go ask Mother Earth.
Author notes
Must have had a shelfful of trophies from you, so go award someone else. Just had to enter for my two bits worth.
A contest entry
- Stewardship by ea.
425 points, ended March 4, 2007, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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ah, this is making me woeful... I am so glad you wrote this though and thank you for supporting me in this contest with your addition despite having a slimmer chance of winnning since I am considering first time winners here... it shows that you are one of the very few who care about the earth's stewardship on this GD site, apparently, but also care about the inspiration here and not the GD trophies.
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and what a 'two bits' this is, sadly all too true, this makes one stop and know that all this poem speaks of is all too devastating and those last few lines, whew...what a piece!
Thanks for this, quite a reminder!
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You're so right in the statement poetic of damage done. And we're all past the wake up stage in knowing.
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