A Human Glitch

Fish of the deep no longer swim free. There's a stench and a fire at sea. Indulgent recklessness came flailing. Failed solutions left creatures wailing. Nightmares are spewing from BP’s oil rig. America hosts their venturous gig. The cooling breeze through the Gulf coast trees Blows sooty smoke seething wildlife breathes. Death spews dread from its fire near Hell. Where deceit hides and friends never tell. Careless intrusions raped nature's soul And sashaying words tried to console. Blame shifting in the industry thrives. Ignored liability deprives. Animal rights groups in fast pursuits. Cleanup stays thwarted despite lawsuits. Greed and contriving now know the price. Immersed in deceitfulness, this vise. Cutting corners bought endless chagrin. Sorrowful restitutions begin? Birds in the sky now look down and cry Knowing oil coated babies will die. Endangered species face extinction – Brown pelicans need help to hearken. Lifeless, lay dolphins washed up to shore. They shall leap in blue waters no more. Fish-less fishermen know the impact. Dreaded oils spill caused their loss, a fact. Beautiful beaches stricken with slicks Pray to God; hope for magical tricks. Paradise lost while making some rich Certainly must be a human glitch. © Dane Smith-Johnsen July 1, 2010