Short Ecocide Poems

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...

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If we can't stop genocide
Then what are our chances with ecocide?

If we can't disengage from competitive economic addictions
to ecocide
Then what are our chances
of giving up politicized military genocide
to restore seven generations
of multiculturally healthy 
democratic justice,

Or even making peace through
forty days of Lent?

But, we can start eco-matrimony
in harmony
with bicamerally enlightened
empowering nonviolent
non-hegemony....

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