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Door Post Poem - Megprofits

Inter connected already my friend Submitting to peer pressure and Responding to the Fathers Sins, who Followed the rules and lived and died As all the others had before Watching children today, breathing our Polluted atmosphere, chernoble, coal And oil, gas blown by the wind The world over. Is the world over? Has the paradise we were born into Burnt in manmade mega changes As we filter our passion through Whom and what our peering Group Of neighbours read from our actions And if I use the recycling bins, will It reduce the amount of plastic the oil Industry make, or promote making Usefull items like ploughshares Instead of guns? If, I ‘do my bit’, does it help you Or ‘them’ do theirs; n’ does it Reduce the numbers of landmines My country manufactures, or the Number of children with stubs for Limbs If I turn off lights when I ought to And make stuff last a bit longer Or ‘make-do, fix and mend’ will it Alter the amount of resources used By status symbols in their buying, Accommodating or maintenance? If I walk instead of drive Will it solve anything Am I less likely to get breast cancer? I am doing my bit I always have been And so have all the rest of you So we obviously deserve all that comes to us - its no-ones fault Merely the training provided and responded to and the everlasting Landscape of one of Gods Days. And when they said ‘wind farm’ And some of us thought ‘Jobs’ And some of us thought of dead birds And atmospheric community provisions And we leant upon our trained officials For answers And then we started fighting Was that still in One of Gods Days Small island off the coast of UK Mainland, perfect for nuclear fission New clear waste, large amounts of concrete Easy to make mega profits to spend on Status symbols Why? Apathy,. Mate, and fire-fighting and The ever present command to ‘dominate the earth’, ‘to be divided’ and Recognise 2 sorts of humans, male And female….. Or them and us Just press the button as the best bequeathment And inheritance - life is obviously not enough all on its own.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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