'paradise lost.'

it’s here again
beginning of an end,
our trashcan whore
spills,
chokes on oblivion
terminal disease
the truth spread like
wild fire.

no thought nor guilt,
stripped
on mass,
for all she’s worth,
priceless,
humanities suicide.

nature watches
distraught,
through carbon filled gaze,
tied and gagged
she’s indiscriminately raped
to line the pockets of the human race:

earth's cancer.

the plague takes hold
digs deep for diamonds,
building upon building
every resource sucked dry,
running on empty,
gouging her very soul
with concrete and steel.

industrial crimes committed
puking vile rage into the sky,
acid rain
poisoning generations,
consumed by false education
leaving nothing
but an empty hope.

vengeance is nature’s end game
the hurricanes cleanse,
high tides will drown her pain,
ripping up all we’ve known
to late to run,
she’s coming to get us:

the guilt of mankind.

paradise lost.

© 2007 Michaela James.