There is so much that we compain about. There is so much that we aren't doing. Let's activate to save our Earth. I speak of this in the following poetic selection - Critique my writing!
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Enviromental Poetry Slam
I’m sitting here under this tree
Could it be?
That I just want some peace
and some quiet
not a riot
With some of the only nature that we’ve got left
Here in suburbia there are lawn decorations
Assassinations of liberations
Stone pathways
Aesthetically appealing
But no nature
Where has mother earth gone?
She’s slinked into the background
As we’ve pumped the ground
Looking for a way to run our SUV
To further derogate her body
Sick
Our mother is sick
and all I can do is drive to the Quick Trip
and complain
about how the price of gas has risen
three cents because people are dying in the Middle East
because OPEC and the Exxon beast
want to keep us
under this yoke of dependency.
Indecency!
Yet we don’t realize
that as our ozone waves good bye,
our comfortable way of life is
about to die
draining away
like an oil spill
off the coast of Alaska, kill
fish and gulls as they gasp for air
but can’t seem to breathe.
Breathe in air that gulps
up a pound of Co2 for every mile we drive.
She is barely alive.
We are raping our mother.
Incestually impaling her
with our erect drills and mills
as we lust
for horse power and
our government lusts for our
consumeristic consumption.
Buy it. Drop it. Trash it. Kill it.
Drop it in a slum, in a wasteland
Where underprivileged children
Are privileged to delve into our refuse
Find a crust of bread or a car part to sell
While we watch Deon and the NFL
On our obscene flat screen
And maybe it’s Maybelline
But when it’s obsolete it’s meat
To the ghettos where it makes a stink
Can you find a link?
Between living in trash and selling hash?
Here’s a hint:
A human is a reflection of his environment.
If one touch of nature makes the whole world kin
Then
We are enemies
fighting amongst ourselves with
weapons of mass destruction,
spoiled teens without a sense of our surroundings.
Just keep this in mind
To get us out of this bind
We’ll have to open our eyes and
Stop being blind.
She gave us life
gave us freedom
gave us that sweet air
for us to breathe in
in return we destroy her existance
by putting concrete on her beautiful sand stoned high way
She has been persistant
had endurance and perseverence
yet we outnumbered her in this game of hypocrisy
came up with more toxic
and called it philanthropic
I am not sure..but after reading your poem this just came to mind. This is a rough draft and sounds very bad; but oh,well.
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I never let my schooling interfere with my education. - Mark Twain
I like it :]
I'll have to find it, i submitted one too. I like yours a lot.
www.worldcantwait.com
Just a quickie:
Burnin trees and bridges,
Turnin beauty to riches,
Viscious machine,
So strict,
Constricts us,
Steals land,
And evicts us,
Uses treats to trick us,
Has us treatin ourselves,
But ignoring the sickness,
As it spreads with a quickness,
The planet is dying,
We're too busy to witness,
And won't give a shit,
Till a cyclone hits us,
Or we're all scared shitless,
And it won't be til then,
That we know what deep shit is.
>Needs a beat...
I actually just realized I misread the topic, I read it as Slam Peotry, I just re-read it an realized it said Poetry Slam. Hence the rhyme structure. and the need for a beat/rhythm.
That was an awesome poem, LovelyLovell! Thanks for sharing. Do you write a lot of poetry about the environment or various topics, or is this one of your only? I used to write A LOT of poetry (if i had more time, i still would). You should see about getting it published, seriously. If you hadn't said it was one you wrote, I really would have thought you got it from some kind of published work. Awesome! KEEP WRITING! Jessie
I really loved your poem and would like to read some more poems by you.