Poem A Day Challenge April 24, 2019

Last summer as our part of the planet was burning, I began to write a collection of poems connected to climate change. I have been working on them off and on. This is one of them. 

And The People

And the people, 
egged on by their 
corporate masters 

dug more deeply,
extracted more thoroughly, 
spread more freely
the black death,

And called it good

And they integrated
it into their lives,
drove their cars, 
heated their houses, 
flew their planes,
extended their dietary horizons,

And called it good

And they transformed
the black death,
furnished their houses,
adorned their bodies,
filled supermarket shelves,
saturated landfills,

And called it good

The corporate masters 
created a new creed 
of the economy,
a modern mathematics 
for keeping score.
Earth was raped,
profits soared,

And they called it good

As the shadow
of the black death 
began to descend,
the corporate masters
plotted and schemed,
confounded truth,
proliferated lies,
gutted democracy,

And called it good

And the people, 
in thrall to their 
corporate masters,
embraced 
the black death,

dug more deeply,
extracted more thoroughly, 
spread more freely
the black death,


2 comments:

  1. And it continues, a terrible thing. Some are working to make change, just not enough.

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    1. I know. I'm having a hard time figuring out what it will take.

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