Posted on February 4, 2013April 15, 2021 REQUIEM FOR A STUPID PLANET This cold planet Stupidly hosts The souls who would Heal Next to those who Would burn The planet freely giving Its resources To those serving Greedy gods Who stand in unctuous profile In chambers pleading For the right to continue Cardboard hearts Trafficking In forests and flesh And art needs this? Opposition to be? Today, As the sun Barely pokes above The horizon Art is no match For one who dares Find love Among the human detritus Simple success equals A head-down Dragging life along A trail of paisley confusion Faces drawn on terror As we hold hands (love?) Marching off this cold Stupid, stupid planet 0.000000 0.000000 Share this:ShareFacebookWhatsAppEmailRedditLike this:Like Loading...