Poetry

Environmental-ism

A polluted river
An environmentalist shivers
The liver at a bar taking a beating
The questions are leading
And the man is intriguing

The seething population
Awaits change, anticipation
No change, no real change coming soon
Time to do my heroin, where is my spoon?

An environmentalist, I saw
Throw trash out the window
Granted, her bumper sticker said
Save The Planet!

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