How I hate this wasteful course
And I dearly wish I’d had no part
In how we’ve made the trashing
Of our precious earth an art
Moutainous hordes of all our trash
‘Cuz there’s few places to take it
We mostly toss it all in dumpsters
Where you and I guiltily forsake it
I’m trapped in a gluttonous world
Guess we all are, rich or poor
Sold on buying as much as possible
Stuff just tumbling out our doors
We keep buying ‘cuz..well, great deals!
Merely flotsam we think we need
We give or throw away most of it
Whatever! In buying more we succeed
Without a second thought I admit
It all gets tossed and thrown about
Into the street or donation bins
Recycling plants or just shipped out
Just endless piles upon piles amass
Mountains of rotting, stinking detritus
We try to hide this underbelly
Before it shames or overwhelms us
We find ways to keep it hidden
Plowed into and under wasteland hills
Soon to underly new tracts and homes
Inside which toxic fumes will subtly fill
Sure, OK..some trash’ll be recycled
And bits and pieces repurposed
They’re shipped off to poor countries
In cheap little trinkets resurface
Beyond all these sordid transgressions
The dumping ground of last resort
Really let’s call it the ‘dumping water’
Is our pristine oceans of the earth
This is where I grieve the most
Knowing that man’s varied excrement
The feces of our toxic techno-dystopia
Is befouling earth’s watery firmament
That’s it…the final straw for me!
To treat the home God made this way!
Any man would evict tenants such as us
And post scary guards to keep us at bay
I am miserable to be so trapped
In a system befouling our home
I pray for his promise: ‘all things new’
Jah’s happy ending to this poem
By Jahgirl
June 21, 2021