Plastic Trash Will Exceed Fish in the Ocean by 2050 Courtesy InHabitat.com
Out of Sight's Mind
Out of sight, out of mind,
keep the ugly out behind,
sweep it nicely under the rug,
smile and give preferred a hug.
Dilution is the easy solution,
for all of our ugly waste,
cast it higher and further,
to some other place.
Or abandon it altogether,
when low hanging fruit is all picked,
disappearing into the city's money,
leaving the countryside totally tricked.
For prosperity is a two-edge sword,
one cuts the finest and takes it home,
while leaving the place of former riches,
savagely stripped bare to the bone.
We can no longer sweep transgression,
under centuries of filthy decrepit rug,
we must find a way to make amends,
no longer only shirk, smile or shrug.
For things should no longer be,
"the way they have always been."
Injustice has always been injustice,
the time to change has come.
A time to give up childish trivial things,
do the right thing for our only earth,
for how can we reach for the stars,
if we spoil our nest, our place of birth.
Copyright 2020 Ronald W. Hull
8/20/20
You can read and print this poem at my website here.
Regis 🍁
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