I'm a little busy this week so no normal post. Instead here is a poem I wrote, inspired (in the loose sense of the word) by yet more news of an environmental catastrophe in the making, as insect numbers collapse.
Heaven and Hell
so close together.
Easy to step
between the two
in the twinkling of an eye.
The cherished land
cared for
loved
a Heaven on Earth.
The scarred and
polluted
desecrated
a Hell on Earth.
Carelessness and cruelty
condemning
the earth
to a purgatory
not of its own making
squeezing out life.
In response the land
spits out the sons of men,
creating its own Sabbath
exhausted as it waits
in pain
for the rise
of those
who will care
and cherish
and heal.
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