Sucking black blood
From peaceful lagoons
Rest upon the banks
Constricted in the deluge
Brought on by the ooze
That engulfs
Drawn by hands
Stretching out
Over wetlands
Upon beaches
Into the far reaches
Poison flows
Into what it blankly bestows
Crushing what remains
In the wake of blackened days
Far from the cities without pity
Instead of feet pounding
Upon concrete pavements
Intaglio engravements
In the once golden sand
Where quiet bliss engaged
Life fluttered in the moment
Alas the invasion begins
~Moses~
© 2010 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved
2 comments:
Moses, not just your incredible imagery...the way it really is.
Wonderful poetry. Thank you so much.
Cheryl
Unfortunately nobody can feel it the way the wildlife feels it at this point.
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