Lewd Crude

Black shrouds blue
a dingy hue
This greedy minscus constricts us

~~~Mother Earth's shameful eyepatch~~

A gull's squak gurgled crude
chirping 89 octane birdsongs
forever grounded by fossil fuel fettered feathers
sharp eyes, glazed over, searching the horizon
for a savior from this senselessness

Feed the steely beasts,
produced in fleets,
chrome teeth and audible horns,
the black blood we gave them
and thirst for thanklessly.
Their evolution halted by prophets of profit

We extract that which we cannot put back
veins spew petroleum poison
hemmorhaging
Cuts bleed. Logically
Yet here stands man,
knife in hand 
confounded by healing our wounded land
as figureheads foist fingers frenetically


***Inspired by Poetry Soup's Gulf Oil Spill contest!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Loving Iii Avatar
October 24, 2010 at 6:08 PM
great entry. jhl
Harrison Avatar
June 28, 2010 at 10:41 AM
Ouch! This one stung. Great job. Send it to BP Steve.
Brown Avatar
June 10, 2010 at 7:03 AM
It was a pleasure to read your awesome poetry this morning Steve. Wishing you another day filled with inspiration. The best to you in the contest. Love, Carol
Devonshire Avatar
June 9, 2010 at 1:44 PM
Very powerful words, Steve. Especially like the references to Hemmorhaging and the "eye patch." That's what it looks like. The dinosaur's remains are wreaking havoc on sea life. This should be a winner in the contest! Love, Carolyn
Kendrick Avatar
June 9, 2010 at 1:37 PM
Good luck if you have entered this one in the contest...It is excellent topic and compostion..Keep the creative pen flowing..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..Sara
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