The treatment of nature is becoming beyond repair, and yet many continue behaving like they’re brain-dead. (Image by Fajardo)
Sanity’s Loss
A singularity season has encroached on nature,
becoming a gluttonous global house of ill repute,
greed’s celebrated landscape-whoremaster,
inevitability’s polluted tempest,
pimping out innocence into life’s ocean,
where slime remains all that’s alive.
High above and deep within
the cleavage of her once proud peaks,
holds fast to disappearing glacial pools,
reduced to but poisonous tears
spilling out over a valley’s naked skin
stripped of all modesty and dignity.
Polluted and diseased,
tributaries are violated,
her legs made to spread,
dragging more half-dressed
trees and wildflowers into
the seductive mission
to lure into death,
as if a paradise of darkness could ever replace
the peak-a-boo game of clouds and sun,
or rain’s tap dancing revues atop the lakes,
driven by the choruses of once singing birds
mingling their dissonance with the wolf’s solo howl.
Yet…
The very world nature has served so well
has been struck dumb,
flaunting consumer arrogance
to vanquish its surroundings with debauchery,
turning sky’s once tumbling billows of foreplay
into a heavy sadness, a stillborn toxic mote,
whose density of abuse continues smothering earth’s life-light
into but a cyclic rotation of impotence.
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But we are in the 21st century and the very thing that cleaned up the sooty coal landscape of the 20th century, crude oil and natural gas, has launched a new scorge that you have so elegantly displayed for us to try to stomach.
Most people are aware of the danger coming, but continue with their own consumer driven lifestyles as though they will get theirs before everything falls apart instead of drastically changing their footprint on the earth. Instead, leaving their legacy to future generations who will have to clean up the mess we are creating every day in every way.
I, too, am guilty. Locked in a lifestyle I acquired when I married and came to Houston. A city booming from the oil, gas and chemical facilities that ring the eastern half of the city and bring great wealth and destruction to the environment at the same time… I could count the ways but you have more dramatically show the results. Wistfully, I wish I had remained where I was before with a much smaller footprint seen from space.
Keep writing on this subject and so will I. Hopefully we will all come to our senses before reaching a tipping point of no return comes.
Ron