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Part 44 of Poetry
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Published:
2023-01-19
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Red

Summary:

Poem wrote between 2020-2021. A really emotional year…writing helps.

Work Text:

The forests are burning
A once proud kin wiped from this world

Yet relationships take priority
Has the world gone blind?

Sold to lust
Without warning?

The real disasters
The oxygen

It’s true as the headlines say
We Ignore the real problems

By adding a layer of minor ecstasy
A minor time
Where we blind our pain

Thinking this is fine
A relationship is all I need
To ignore what needs to be rebuilt
After our own trees of trust
Are burnt

This is no fairytale
Our earth is crying
Yet we paste another’s reality
Above millions of others
Who are retreating

Haha! They mock
There’s no global warming
As they paint the town in holy matrimony

And we’re shocked
When the real horrific news
Appears more on social media
But not yet on Yahoo or other ‘real time news’

Until too much is gone
And we sit here wondering why?
A matrimony was more important
Than the gorgeous landscape of the Amazon

Draped with acres of trees, animals, and humanity bent on survival
Now turned to rubble

Are we too caught up in our own tears?
Do we give a damn?

Many say as they don’t
But try to wrap their minds around the Amazon news

No I don’t mean the multi billion corporation
But the real land
The heart and lungs
Gasping for reprise

Plant a tree and save me
Douse me with water
Bring me back to life

Romance is too Hollywood
The forests is life

We give in to too much fictitious love
Thinking for once
Our life will be like the movies

Wake up and smell reality
As I turn around and gasp
At the ignorance of humanity

Bulldozing
Digging
Rebuilding
Paving
Burning..

As new homes are put up on the market
While animals flee by the dozens

You can’t stop their survival
But one day

They’ll top us
What are we going to do then?

Humanity said it has won the survival rate
Yet we’re already dying out

And ignoring any additional generations

Yet, the Earth will be restored
After humanity parishes

Humans...humanity?
Is it possible
To learn that the post apocalyptic world
The one we’re creating

Is upon us now?

We might as well grab our pitch forks
And blame each other more

We claim dominance
Over survival

When we no longer have internet, gasoline, electricity, fresh food..

The riots will happen
Remember Mad Max?

How many people would kill each other
For a small amount of water?

We’re ignoring our fates
While the movies, video games, cartoons, anime...live action sitcoms..
Paint the truth

We’re not living to survive
But to entertain..

Yah..
We love each other so much
We crave affection

Yet..
Why do we seek blood?
Why do we seek vengeance?

It’s easier for us to hate
Than it is to love

When we can’t be in control
And make the other give us what we want
When we wanted..

We turn to savagery
Ripping minds
Hearts

Destroying lives
Purposes

We paint relationships
As the go to for happiness

Yet it’s the opposite
When we realize

This wasn’t how I want it to happen
How I thought it would happen

This isn’t Hollywood
So why are we acting?

Love is real
But we paint it
Red...

Red...
The color of the blood
That flows in our veins

Red..
The color of our blood shot eyes.
When we bleed out
In agony
In despair

Red...

Greens
Blues
Whites...

No..they don’t exist
Just...red

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