Ecocide
The mother of nature is heart-broken
Her eyes distal and wide-opened
Although her roots are torched and torn
Her modesty is soft spoken
Her sheltered skin are offerings
That men misuse for profiting
Her hair sprayed with insecticides
She smiles instead of arguing
Her vegetables incestuous
Pollutted and preposterous
Left like a maid to clean the filth
That man has made quite hazardous
Copyright © Johnny Sumler | Year Posted 2007
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