The bible asks, what do we gain?
To win the world, yet lose our soul.
Similar questions must be asked,
On the subjects of oil, gas and coal.
How can our Mother Earth sustain us,
Once her resources are all gone?
When will the men that claim to rule us,
See what they are doing wrong?
How can the common man and woman,
See the folly of their course?
While those that have the power to stop it,
Continue on, with scarce a thought.
They mine with high explosive modules
And chemicals, untested yet,
To lead us to a dubious future
The human race may well regret.
Already earthquakes rattle Britain
More than they ever did before.
Is this the price of constant mining?
Are we weakening the planet’s core?
How can we extract gas out of coal seams?
Using chemicals, that, for all we know
Could contaminate the very planet,
And the water tables down below.
It’s true that Coal and Gas and Oil
Bring warmth and comfort to us all,
But what use is that warmth and comfort,
If we don’t have the wherewithal …
To know that things like Coal seam fracking
Could spell disaster later on.
How will future generations manage,
When all the minerals are gone?
Will our future generations
Even have a planet earth,
Or will this incessant need for power,
Cost far more than it is worth?
Will the million massive fissures,
Left when oil is removed,
Or miles and miles of played out mineshafts,
Be of any future use?
Or will they weaken our substructure
And cause tectonic plates to shift,
A million years of evolution
And we haven’t even fathomed this.
Has anybody! ever questioned,
Why these minerals were there?
Could it be, because the planet needs them?
Or have we reached the point where no-one cares?
As long as there’s a big fat profit
And someone makes a tidy sum,
Who cares if they destroy the planet?
And we’re all blown to kingdom come.
By S.E.Ralph
26-10-2011
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I found this fascinating because I did not know all about this, and learned quite a bit in reading this. Thank you!
Anna
It is up to us, the dreamers and poets, to spell out to the unknowing what is happening to them as a result of the greed of big business.
In another life I lived in West Virginia and mourned the loss of trout in the acid, polluted streams. Now they talk of mountain topping as though it were a way to make West Virginia flat for farming–and, inhospitable for life–including human.
Ron