Money Paces the Action.

The turbid water struggled down the sluggish stream,

filling my mind with the conflicting consequences of

completed actions repugnant to life, like the stagnant 

putrid puddles steamy with slimy sewage by the bank.

—–

The once clear waters had flowed, tumbling over the

rocks and stones, sparkling in the sunlight as it wove

its way past gay, green meadows and tall stalked fields

of wind blown wheat, waving like golden ocean waves.

——

Now I see only the wasted time of delayed deliberations, 

spoiling the landscape, destroying the already dying

lives of once naturally resilient flora and fauna for ever,

decisions made by filthy lucre, ignoring the science.

—-

Like the stream we muddied and meandered on 

doing things that meddled and made things worse, 

to line the pockets of politicians and  friends, to suit 

those with egoistic eyes amassing millions in a bank.

The Earth left to Governments

The moon stared through the dust at the landscape,

barely limming rooftops and rare trees with her light,

and down in the streets no one moves as the dark

oppression of climate collapse knocks on their doors.

—–

Hiding behind a front door a child peeps through the

unsealed letter box, and smells the dust and heat of

a hundred nights that harried nature into silence, and

slowed the breath of millions of condemned creatures.

——-

As the moon sets the shining stars sparkle in the sky,

but below on the earth no one sees, for the earth has

turned to gritty fragments which hide their sparkling

beauty for a world turning to a darkening, deadly way.

——–

Too soon the sun warms the grit and ash until the air

makes lungs gasp and bleed and give up their hope.

And, so they lay on the earth and are soon covered by

blackness of oil, coal, wood fires, plastic and human

———

detritus, which soiled its way into the fighting words of

a century of cries – that destruction was the destiny and

the politicians listened and did their own thing licensing

oil exploration, coal excavation against science and tho’

——-

children struck, people marched and wrote to their loss

leaders, who like an arrogant army of ants all over the

land they devastated jungles, forests and farmland with

poisons, pollution and greenhouse gases spilt large, til

——

the rivers ran dry, armies fought over water, and blood

stained the ground where food and been, for brother

fought brother for a bite, while suffocating particles 

filled the arid air until the once homely planet supports 

——–

only death.