Population

germanamericanchurch

 

Who owns this planet?

If more drink from her water each year,

Does seniority or being rookie entitle you more?

Do we even need to take charge ?

Or let mating run it’s course,

When the water runs out or the frack oil contaminates water,

Who gets to sell the oil?

To our thirsty selves,

And when the trees are pulped,

Who gets to flush them down the toilet?

How valuable  will water be?

If it falls through ecoli tainted fingers,

And who get the luxury of meat?

When someone could eat the animal grain?

When glaciers melt who burns the last barrel of mercury laced oil?

All these population question,

Leave me scratching my groin,

Content with the animal urge,

Do we really own anything at all ?

When we just won’t stop out growing

 

our shoes

 

 

 

  • Author: Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 28th, 2019 00:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: 13 yrs a billion - 9/10 tops were almost at 8 soon
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 11
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