Our Election (or The Death of Gaia – The Great Demise)

“Enough is enough” the Spirits said
“no more till this election’s put to bed.”
Neither side knows what it’s about
and though their backers would love a rout
whichever side wins, there’s no reprieve
for the thing for which we all should grieve.
This election will still reinforce the greed
and deny the rights of what’s in need.
Until the two Parties really know
that the blood of Gaia still does flow
into the accounts of the evil few
the outlook for us all is really blue.
We die with a planet we long forsook;
an election’s just a page in her book
called “The Death of Gaia – The Great Demise”
it’s not about Parties, but how a planet dies.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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