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Welcome to Planet Earth,
Our very own looney bin,
Where no human
Is without sin.
Surely it is not only us out there,
Perhaps more advanced beings,
Or, perhaps not,
In an eternal universal space,
There must be another
Inhabited place,
No matter who they are
Or who they be.
Rumour has it, we are contagious
That the symptoms we display,
Will reach galactic proportion,
Bringing upon us diseases, lack of water
Deforestation, many a misfortune,
Oh dear God, forgive us,
We have ruined,
Almost all that you gave us,
Sadly through over population,
God, have you reached your tether
With us, we have even
Altered out weather,
Animals have no home, forests
Are being depleted,
Because of Mans greed,
Our asylum can no longer proceed,
We must concede,
For we have to succeed,
No one knows what to do,
We are losing our sanity,
Suicides, murders, torture,
We must search or souls
To regain humanity,
And refrain from profanity
It was predictable,
Many have become despicable,
War, criminality, sheer brutality,
Our children through social media
losing their innocence and individuality,
We need salvation,
And must open our doors to
The poor, the desperate, the needy
Whoever the Nation,
Remember we all come under
The same umbrella, of God’s creation.
I will not let my tears flow
In the face of all adversity
Pleasure I will gladly forego
if it means the end of perfidy.
We the people have little power
Like putty, we're manipulated
News is grim the mood is sour
Miasma of greed calculated.
Climate change, long denied
Escalates with alarming speed
Polar ice melting cannot deride
Obvious to all, please intercede.
Amazon needing conservation
Forest depletion is a crime
Deforestation and ruination
It's on the clock let's all call time.
Then Covid reared its ugly head
It took the world by storm
Populations sadly misled
Endless tears mourning the dead.
We cannot help our weeping grief
Pulling together we'll make this right
Challenges to face are beyond belief
Time to be brave as we all unite.
This or That
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Edward Ibeh
Written 31/07/2021
There was a time when words were derived,
not slovenly crafted with prefixes.
When drain meant to let the water out.
When cast from window, meant to throw it out.
That was before the arrival of de- words
De-water means to drain, why not just drain the water out?
Defenestration is de- French for, throwing someone or something from a window
Deforestation is chopping down the trees
Decoupling is divorce, or detachment of carriage from engine.
Demystify is to remove the spook.
Departmentalise is to open the gates on open day to the silos.
Depolarise is inclusion .
Depigmentation is to bleach or whiten.
Desensitise is to get over, your touchy self.
Desalinate is to go easy on the salt-shaker.
Detoxify is to flush and cleanse.
Desertification is to water the parched fields.
Dehumanise is the demise of individuality.
Demise is goodbyes.
Come On,
Let's End the De-s
De-End
Soar high with us midst zestful freedom…
Let’s ascend above the clouds
Fulfilling our functional role so crucial
In keeping the gentle balance of the ecosystem in check.
Fly with us through our mighty wings
Optimizing our heavy legs and powerful claws
Propelled by courage as we symbolize our nation
For bravery and strength.
As the lords of the skies
We are the world’s largest eagles
And can only be found in our country
That has each of us as the “National Bird.”
We pray for our survival, thanking God
For our protection with concerned citizens’ support
As we are critically endangered due to
Deforestation and habitat destruction.
There is a mammal in Madagascar that is nearing extinction
Who, through an unusual evolution, has a unique distinction
Like a woodpecker, it taps on the trees through the bark
Vibrating insects and bugs to eat in the dark.
Instead of a beak it uses a long digit on its hands
The middle one having grown to a rather long expanse
Its tapping at night makes a unique forest sound
And with its long middle digit it scoops up the grubs that it found.
The name of this primate? It’s called the Aye-aye,
And due to deforestation it’s a species going bye-bye
But for the few years on this planet it still might linger
It looks like to me, they’re giving man the finger.
Absolutely true – look it up.
Somewhere in the deep dark night
A child suppresses tears of shame and guilt
Her spirit crushed, her innocence torn
An Uncle, a family friend
Drank greedily from her well of youth
His thirst, a vile sickness in the dark.
Beneath palms and ancient baobabs
A homeless owl’s cry echoes in the wind
Lonely, like the hearts of men who steal.
A poor man, desperate for riches
Cuts down trees whose roots he never nurtured
And the land mourns with him, silent in its grief.
In a thin space between the end and start
A young woman holds her second-hand heart
Broken, bleeding in her palms.
She loved a man who danced too freely
A man not ready to call her home
Yet now, his hands reach for what he let drift.
Where the sun rises, where our ancestors prayed
A vibrant young nation chokes
Its hands tight around its own neck.
Fingers that should build
Scratch and pull, blind to one another.
The flame of hope dims
Flickering like a tired candle
With each heartbeat of a forgotten people.
And what can I, a poet, do?
Can my pen mend a shattered soul
Or stitch together a land broken by greed?
I am just a voice; but a voice is something
A poem a day, like rain on thirsty soil
Might lead them to the way.
We've gathered here today to watch this
knot of holy matrimony, but my children of God,
listen to the words of warning from the creator
who made you.
He wants us to live in peace, to live together as brothers and
to treat each other with love.
He pleads: why are you failing me?
I gave you the riches of the earth,
why are you burning the house down
with your wanton desires, your neglect of the future,
with your endless quarrels, with your wars and bloodshed?
Stop turning every landscape into a swamp, stop living
your dreams without limits, your irreverence for the wild life,
your savage deforestation, your racial superiority, your human rights abuse.
Let us pray for peace, amen.
Fairer to white lily is beauty of pondering mind,
Rather than lovely face, that we so apparently find,
Sharpened through acquired extensive knowledge,
Glory of sunrise, wisdom must one acknowledge,
Nature's lap of luxury, I sit and think,
Are we swindling hard on it, at a wink ?
Took more than hundreds of years to evolve,
Are we so quick ready to crudely dissolve ?
Cultivated distant thoughts come to my mind,
Romanticism to nature, why not unwind ?
Global warming , pollution and deforestation,
Can't we dedicate and devote to our nation ?
Cruelty to animals, man's worst instinct,
How many would we still make extinct ?
Gender equality another real concern,
How long will leave women to inside burn ?
My beauty is only skin deep, to delight of a lover,
Silky white gown, perfect choice of a ravisher !!
Written on 28/5/14
Sponsor- Isaiah Zerbst
Contest- Distant thoughts
the orchestra played full volume in the theatre of her mind
thoughts and emotions vied for undisturbed attention but
her misplaced applause failed to settle restless blind screens
decoupages tapestries and fabrications of her imagination
whole movies and symphonies arranged on fast auto replay
spooled forward and backward until vision blurred into one
epic film tear of overload exhaustion and impenetrable void
hungry children
uncivil wars
deforestation
xenophobia
fission bombs
subjugation oppression marginalization genocides homophobic attacks
power money greed opulence decadence and seeming banality of evil
for the charade that life was she needed to close plenty of curtains
unveil at the same time what had been hidden behind a solid façade
when the cacophony climaxed in crescendo staccato and discord
she knew that her voice of conscience would lead her the way
03rd June 2021
International Earth day prompts us not to forget
that the world we inhabit is under great threat
Blue oceans are being choked by plastic pollution
reduce, reuse and recycle is the simple solution
The balance of nature has been upset by man
species close to extinction, poachers strike if they can
If we don’t act quickly these rare breeds we’ll lose
their only protection is in nature reserves or zoos
Felling the rain forest is an issue we must combat
deforestation is destroying animal’s natural habitat
The effects of global warming on earth is far reaching
reducing fossil fuels is what we should be preaching
Educating both young and old is the key to success
we must act together to try to sort out earth’s mess
2/17/19