When I was young I was politically correct
So I know what it means
To hate my flag and country,
The corporations, polluters and rulers.
But then I grew to see the world on my own
Freed from the peer pressures to conform
And started to see what there was to love
Instead of hate.
To see it all from the perspective of history
With a little gratitude
For what it is, and took to gain,
Warts and all.
Warts and all,
Somehow I never knew
Would appear so cool
From the other side.
(10/16/25)
Fantastic firms aka looters
Make polymers and are polluters
Their products break down
Spread all over town
They even serve plastic at Hooters
War To End All Wars
It will be the war
On corporate polluters
The corporate polluters
Who deprive Our Children
Of clean air, clean water and clean food
These corporate polluters
Driven by ego and greed
Are relentless
In their pursuit of profits
To sustain their avaricious
Narcissistic lifestyles
*
Parents and their Children
Will be armed with Love, Courage
And Determination to
Dismantle the laws and policies
Allowing rampant pollution
To harm so many of us
Demand for corporate accountability
Will be heard from 'Sea to Shining Sea'
*
We are on the Edge of Existence
We and Our Children
Will not be pushed
Over the cliff
*
The Love we have for
Our Children
And their future
Will engender
A massive push-back
And a fierce stare-down
Of corporate giants
*
Governments will understand
A Mother's
Intense
Ferocious
Passion
To Save
Protect
Their
Children
The
Future
They
Deserve
*
Earth Day’s not a worth day
For the skeptics and polluters
And, add to that, the bigots and
The ask-no-question shooters.
For those who value someone’s life
So little they’d take aim
And fire a weapon with no thought
That they could kill or maim
Most certainly don’t care about
The animals and plants
Or rescuing our planet
When, right now, we have a chance.
It’s sad to think about the earth
That we will leave behind,
But even worse to face
The callousness of humankind.
It’s the Cocker Spaniels this time the media screams
I roll my eyes, wondering when the cats will get some blame
Or the monkeys, cheetahs, sharks or giraffes
They are diabolical, plotting your death, the announcer says
I do not plot her death, but I plot taping her mouth up.
The pit bulls were the last group to blame.
What about the housewives? Do they use environmentally friendly detergent?
or the house husbands….do they recycle their lard like grandma did?
How about the grandmas who feed their pets with Styrofoam?
We are the polluters.
We are the litterers.
We are the ones driving cars one person at a time.
But let’s blame the Cocker Spaniels.
I shut off the T.V.
I spoke to our atmosphere…
Asked it how things were going?
It’s not pleased with pollution
That man dumps in it daily.
Next, I spoke with our oceans…
They say plastic bottles and
Old fishing gear and garbage
Will destroy all life in them.
Then I quizzed Earth’s molten core…
It said it wasn’t happy
With what man does to this earth…
Count volcanic eruptions.
They all tell me that it’s time
Mankind comes to his senses
Before they band together…
Pay polluters back in kind.
W.C.Hull © 2020-5-6-WCH18-WCH1-18
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Trump loves polluters and looters
(Targets for NRA shooters)
Whilst we are distracted
Our POTUS enacted
Investigation of Hooters
The new normal
Welcome to the new normal in Australia
This land of sweeping plain politicians
In the face of hot and cold situations
Getting hotter and colder
Not just here, but globally
And we supply coal to the world
Lying straight faced about meeting our targets
Well, not me, but the profit mongers
And their mates in the big bubble
Making decisions based on returns
For the polluters and the rest of the exploiters
And therein lies the solution to their new normal
System change to address climate change
Revolution is the only solution
To their profit and pollution
Revolt, now, in our millions
I don't chirp very much... anymore.
I prefer to showcase this journey in stanzas.
Those open-ended cages
that shooting stars and rattlers
occasionally escape from.
I choose not to be around the "them."
the earth stream is cascading with "them"
the users
the flamethrowers of hurt and abuse
the spoilers of the soul
Polluters of good dreams.
I prefer to nest in a maelstrom of verse,
and songs that bleed out into shadows.
We gave our children the best start in life,
That set them on the path to higher education,
They have also turned out kind, caring and happy.
They all, like me, love Christmas and have been more than generous,
To others and all have good and true friends.
And have slowly but not without hiccups,
Learned the harsh realities about the Value of money,
Now understanding the need to sometimes go without or make do.
Have we taught them well?
Up till a few weeks before Christmas we were patting ourselves on the back,
As we looked around and saw how other children were faring,
That was until I reminded my eldest daughter
To sort her plastic and cardboard for the bins,
Her reply "I don't have time for that"
Has since put a dent in our ego's.
Now the questions shaking our peace of Mind.
Who will save the planet if they have not the time?
What led us to leave conservation out of the conversation?
And why did we not give them extra time to get down and dirty?
We have to face the fact that leading by example is of little help,
If we don't give them time to follow that example!
Balanced through life's cup
our climate changes as war grips many poor souls
Caught victims in a maze poisoned by this pollution
Trillions dropped in bombs of grave suffering and devastation
the silent screams for justice that's never heard
Media no longer covers true facts bare to the bone
Holocaust where arms are supplied by powers at large
testimony witnesses living skeletons displayed
That would break your heart seeing such unbearable agony
Driven from their home lands by greedy tyrants
the greatest polluters of this world
Warmongers destroying cities and valuable relics
Amounts to the army of darkness never once showing
the olive branch of peace destroying seems to be all they live by
a sad story that is told over and over again
Conscientiously Combat Contamination:
Pass punitive laws policing polluters
Keep chemicals from killing crops like corn
Plink and plunk pests with pure, perfect panaceas
Segregate and shun smokers of cigars and cigarettes
Contradictorily, Contribute to Contamination:
Permit and protect pernicious ***********
Validate, vindicate, and venerate video violence
Liberate, laugh at, and lionize lascivious language
Glorify and giggle at graceless, gutter-fed gossip
Counteracting Contamination
Can't cut both ways, can it?
Contest Entry - "Contamination" - Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
Extinction For Contest
Extinction is a word that no one really wants to hear
What celebrities wear, is what captures the publics ear.
Truth is often ignored, viewed as dirt, so it's swept under the rug
Facts about the earth's destruction are met with apathetic shrugs.
No one wants to hear about things like "Gorillas in the Mist"
When it's time for change there is always profits in the midst.
Profiteers and racketeers now control all of earth's treasures
Child and slave labour contributing to the greedy's pleasures.
Planet's dying, bleeding fossil fuels beyond all human measure
They pay no heed, live only for today, basking in their leisure.
Soon, very soon, the blameless will be saved by a marked distinction
The polluters and destroyers will be the next species facing extinction.
John Derek Hamilton
January 4,2016
Water: wonderful sustainer of life-
Always taken for granted- an epicenter of strife;
Trickling toxins make it unsafe-
Eventual Love Canals all over the place;
Remand the polluters to a healthy jail space!
The fast flow of water that splashes past is the nature around us, hitting back
After all the pollution mixed in the purity
The river fights back using power and certainty
Until it destroys the polluters surrounding the site
Where once was a natural beauty spot
Is now an area of war, a fight
The water will not be defeated by man
It is too strong to hold off and too fast to catch
As it destroys the houses and the farmers patch
On this float of destruction, it will destroy anyone in its path
Hold on to your houses and tie down your cars,
The river is here and drifting quite far
The water was always the provider of life
And now it flows and is out to destroy it
What have we done that is so bad to this river
Disposal of waste and the throwing of litter
Now, we moan about this flood,
The river is only doing what man would,
Defending itself,
Against the destroyer!
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