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...and willows weep
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Wildlife/Nature From a distance,
though never far,
Mother Earth watches
in silent grief,
as her children do battle.
Sibling rivalry at its worst.
Mountains crumble,
into pebbled heaps,
crushed beneath
the heavy foot of mankind,
from those who seek
the 'climb to the top.'
Oceans tremble
under the weight
of monster ships,
racing cargo to and fro
in wars of trade.
While leaving pools of oil
and sea-life death
in their wake.
Land gasps in horror
and indignity,
as its stripped bare
of her coverings,
in effort to make way
for nineteen more
holes of golf.
Strangled clouds, choke
and vomit acid rains
they have re-absorbed
from factory stacks
and rear exhausts.
Middle earth groans,
with empty stomach rumbles,
as depletion of her
inside resources
drain her belly,
leaving her hollow and hungering.
Forests burn,
acres per second,
so developers can
develop mirror image
communities,
where 'upper-class'
outnumber animals
that once called the forest,
'home.'
Eagles scream,
creatures flee,
wheatfields bend,
farmers grieve
...and willows weep.
