Green Planet Denial
Make believe these times are not bad?
Conform to the crushing ruin of our land?
How can I see this, and not ask why?
Freedom's loss deserves a hue and a cry!
Alas, I have seen few poets respond to it.
Lost in flowers, skies and fantasy, intoxicated
by the very hum of it.
As if we somehow think this serves humanity?
That we believe in our poetic divinity?
Living on Green Planet Denial!
When unhappy, why, we just change the dial!
As we become more Red, by the minute.
Seduced by lies, that "free everything," has magic in it?
Subjected to untruths that one group is better than another??
Straight out of a Karl Marx handbook,oh my, I do shudder!
3/1/2021
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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