The Fight Back
Where are the showers?
Where is the dew,
That should be greening the fields?
The rains should be here
A good month since or more.
Why is it not raining?
We should be looking forward
to the harvest already, or
turning the soft loamy earth,
planting seeds, and
tending the shoots.
Instead, we are trapped
in this rainlessness,
this heat, and lifeless brown.
Where is the new grass?
that should be returning the cows,
to health and freshness?
Delighting the sheep and the goats?
It is no longer lateness
It is not a lateness of the rains,
When the stream is dry in August
It is the fightback,
The revolt of an ailing Earth.
The rainmaker is sick;
exhausted from our plunder,
and our exploitation,
from all our gnawing,
burning,
breaking,
pumping,
dumping…
From all of our greed.
From all of our poison!
Droughts where once were floods
Floods where once were droughts
Dead trees,
Dead rivers,
Dead elephants,
Dead donkeys,
Dead butterflies
and soon, dead men!
A just retribution.
Man!
Come to your senses,
Stem the abuse,
Curb your appetite,
or face your end!
Insightful piece
ReplyDeleteUnhealthy human activities in our environment like using of chemicals in the fields and in water bodies, felling of trees and burning of the fields coupling with the surfacing of climate change, are what is leading us to this state.
ReplyDeletePathetic
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