Chimera (To all the victims of environmental pollution) She is fifty-six years of age and had Really tormented us in fifty of those years, But when she came to us, we were excited, Like a bride on her honeymoon night. Then the dreams we dreamt turned to sand And our priceless twigs got twisted in the wind. Some were only busy banging in the nails And others simply refused to bear the pains. Fate had looked down and smiled on all of us When she nominated you leader of our cause, We came from earth and will return to the earth And in between all these, we will all die. In death you still inspired us to oppose an era Which considers the safety of the environment as a caricature, Your legend suffuses the pixels of our pictures, As we discern the evil deeds of our Chimera. It is only when the water dries, that we will see All those who chose to swim naked in our pool, Then we will stand and stare in the public glare, And promise never to be taken again as fools. Our land and spirit are eternally entwined, Enmeshed in filial bonds of ancestral core, This forbids abdication of our birth rights- For flesh and bones metamorphosed from ash. Should we depart or remain in our homestead as Blood continues to flow in our chemical swamp? Orok Duke Duke Town
Posted on: Sun, 03 Aug 2014 23:50:51 +0000
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