mother earth, father industry

[watscum]

in a field of poplar, a child once played,
laughing and dancing in paradise made
from a forest untouched. and just as peace endured
fray, and dreams outlived the alluring
break of dawn, a b0nd of child and earth grew forth.

in time, fate would find the child as a young
adult, discovering himself in a world that had hardly begun
to discover itself. child and earth- side by side, hand in hand
to progress and evolve until destiny’s grand
falling out; the child wanted more than the earth had to share.

so that child did age at the burden of earth
for the joy of cheap thrill must have outweighed the worth
of the planet he once loved. poisons spilled
from every facet of his greedy self, willed
by his thirst for more and more and more of the irreplaceable.

earth perished: conglomerates thrived as diversity was destroyed.
and if only the child had not been completely devoid
of all sensibility, his life might have been reflected
in his son's..........


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in commercial filth, a child's child now lies,
sobbing and coughing in wasteland derived
from a forest forgotten. and just as smoke stacks
burn through protest, and loggers never lack
conservative support, a b0nd of child and industry grows forth.

[Ragga_Wh0re]

did u write that?

[watscum]

^^^ on a good night, they write themselves :)

[Ragga_Wh0re]

wow i am stunned. Awesome imagery and impeccable choice of words.
KUDOS BUDDAY!!!!:D