Category Archives: Green Poetry

The Flow

Posted on August 4, 2019 by

I have a heart, it’s where I keep The chest from which all wonders leap. To keep it safe I set it free; Just the way hearts ought to be. I know it’s tangled up at times (and makes up … Continue reading →

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To the 1%ers

Posted on August 4, 2019 by

Wars once fought for freedom are now for profits gain; there’s money to be made out there, if you can take the pain. We kill and rape and plunder just for some bottom line; destroying cultures in our wake is … Continue reading →

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Victory is near

Posted on July 25, 2019 by

Victory is near – we cannot win; the final campaign will soon begin. Losing is the reality of this war for any cares about the score. A battle that’s worth the final cost is the battle that can’t be won … Continue reading →

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Climate Catastrophe

Posted on July 12, 2019 by

I read reports, I see what’s there; the human race just doesn’t care. I know we’re fucked; impending doom is written clear in so much gloom, so to battle on against the foe is the only place that’s left to … Continue reading →

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Tinkering

Posted on July 7, 2019 by

Tinkering at the edges of a planet doomed to die; deciding that it’s all too hard – so just why should we try. I watch another ‘Movement’ (a thing oft of the bowels) rising up to greater heights – “There … Continue reading →

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BE THE SOLUTION!

Posted on June 28, 2019 by

The planet’s fucked, we’re all gonna die lest to apathy we say goodbye. Our days of basking in false wealth ain’t lookin’ good for the planet’s health. So suck it up folks, young and old; time to come in out … Continue reading →

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The Elders of the Human Race

Posted on June 25, 2019 by

At times I think it’s all in vain; I feel the chill – depressions rain. The soaking downpour of despair that says “There is no hope out there.” I see the world – a bloody shame; how could we do … Continue reading →

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