Damn you I see you all
Every action large or small.
Why do you rape and abuse me
Tell me when I give you my all, for free?
I lay here at your feet bleeding and broken
Not one of you have listened to the words I have spoken.
I have told you, I have warned, I have cajoled I have implored
You have not listened you do not care. All my warning you have ignored!
Dying now I spew poison that you have mined
You, you alone have caused my death by that you are defined!
My skin is parched and burned, baron and scorched am I
No animals move , my seas and lakes empty no birds left in my sky.
I weep but my tears just turn to steam no relief
You have watched me suffer yet you have just added to my grief.
I am fading fast, there is nowhere to go. I am a shadow of myself
As pale as you brother moon , as dead too because of their greed for my wealth.
Dead am I
Why did you not try
Your wars and greed
And now in death I bleed.
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willowdot21 
Oct 14, 2014 @ 16:48:21
Ignorance is not bliss. Avoidance doesn’t solve anything.
Oct 14, 2014 @ 18:22:47
No it does not. xx
Oct 14, 2014 @ 20:47:39
No. It does not. 😦
Oct 14, 2014 @ 23:19:53
You always hit it dead on.
Oct 15, 2014 @ 06:48:33
you are so right and no one listens we have people making electric cars and and turbines to power everything but old greedy people can’t see any thing but there greedy money
Oct 15, 2014 @ 08:10:19
Yes Paul there will always be more who are greedy than those who are not. I hope you are well and happy.
Oct 15, 2014 @ 16:52:53
Some while ago, when I was trying poetry and failing dismally, I wrote this sonnet on the subject of your piece. It doesn’t have the same resonance but see what you think.
A Springless Future
Cold Jack, content and job well done, crept home
Allowing Spring her turn to warm the earth.
Crocus tongues pushed out through softening loam
As glass-eyed shepherds watched their flock give birth.
We, unplucked youth, prime cocked with urgent sap,
Felt the tug of Nature’s call to breed.
Like sheep, we followed Her bewitching map
To plant, in fertile earth, our febrile seed.
Yet somewhere Nature’s diverse scheme was lost;
Our black-fuelled lust seared seasons into one.
Our greed has neutered Jack; he’s become a ghost,
Sharp fingers culled by a remorseless sun.
Why would our lambs breed, given this breach of trust?
We’ve fried this once green Earth, turning it to dust.
Oct 15, 2014 @ 18:43:57
This is good it is bang on the metal! I love the latter part : ” Yet somewhere Nature’s diverse scheme was lost; Our black-fuelled lust seared seasons into one.
Our greed has neutered Jack; he’s become a ghost, Sharp fingers culled by a remorseless sun. Why would our lambs breed, given this breach of trust? We’ve fried this once green Earth, turning it to dust.” Bang on the nail painful and honest. Yes this is good.! You should post it I also love the title, A Springless Future. Amen Geoff this is really good! xxxxx PS I am so chuffed you asked me. xx
Oct 15, 2014 @ 21:05:05
Maybe… I’m rather shy about my poetical efforts….
Oct 15, 2014 @ 21:12:11
Really? it is so good. xx
Oct 15, 2014 @ 18:48:33
I’m a listener. I wish I had the gift of encouragement, so I could help change minds. ♡
Oct 15, 2014 @ 18:52:35
you could , you could just try a poem or just a verse but please try it. If we all shout loud enough someone may here!
Oct 15, 2014 @ 19:17:44
Let me think…
Oct 15, 2014 @ 19:18:51
take your time.
Oct 16, 2014 @ 04:18:38
Definitely a poem with a message.
Oct 16, 2014 @ 08:31:53
Do you think anyone is listening Paul. Xx
Oct 16, 2014 @ 10:34:15
Not the poeple with the power and ability to make a difference – their ears are too attuned to the sound of money being counted. They can move themselves away from their mess if they so desire. leaving the rest of us.