Rumination

Sat above the world

staring at the streets below

wondering

who drives

who walks

who talks

who thinks about the world around

more than their own existence?

Time has come

there is no miracle to be found

there is no magic wand

there is no mystical chant

that is going to erase

eradicate

the damage that has been done

upon the psyche of the earth.

Species doomed

wiped out

men who still hunt

who still murder

endangered animals

to appease the greed of those

who believe

as idiots do

that there is something that will make them better

that will make them stronger

make them more virile

when in reality

they are a nightmare wrapped in luscious silken robes.

Garbage

floating in our oceans

our seas

found in the bellies of beached whales

war may be fought over a garbage mound

when will it all be caught?

Sat upon the world on high

tears fall

rain upon the heads of those below

bewildered as the night is clear

the stars agleam

while I sit

lost in sorrow

in regret

for there shall be no mistaking

the death of the world as it is known.

Replaced with…..

crime

hatred

bigotry…..

liars

who with subtle manners

will tear this world apart

dooming it

dooming mankind

to certain death.

©May 2/19

Picture via Pinterest found for me by The Eclectic Contrarian