# two ... one and two posted separately .. they did not fit. I call it The Death Of Sorrow .. any comments?

Question

Kaituer Falls falls.

Majesty sold to despair.

Lumber giants,

trees dying

on the Brazilian landscape

not native to the Amazon.

Exotic Purple Heart

Sickening, lurching, dropping

helpless against a wicked brigade

of switch and trade.

In a rainless forest

a thundering profusion springs forth.

Color and celebration

announces a hopeful

morning sky.

A lie

performed by

industrial morticians

pivoting to spout progress

from the trigger side of their barrels

guns or oil they shoot their plumes high

writing sorrows obituary

on the sky.

Answer 1

Sierra Club member, you speak well of greed versus Earth. I liked the reference to sorrows obituary on the sky as it inferred smoke to me.  "Progress" carries a heavy price.

Answer 2

"Industrial morticians"   "Sorrows obituary"

"The Death Of Sorrow??"

Clever play on words, good topic, nice poem.

The title goes over my head, How can the sorrow be dead?

Answer 3

I always have comments, don't you know.

You have captured the non-pluss, of the nonplussed.

As humans there are only so many things we can fit into our useless brain at one time. 7 is the magic number I think, if we add an 8th problem, we loose one. Hhmmh. So which one.

Foreclosure

Feeding ourselves

finding work

kids in trouble with the law

husband cheating

having a 14 year old pregnant daughter

ailing or dying parents/husband/wife

son's and daughters at was in-  well wherever

gas prices

Worry, worry, worry.

Earth's destruction? Now there is a priority, but next to our personal problems most have no room, other than a passing thought or comment.

I am glad you have taken of your time to open eyes, I hope the ones who are fighting for our planet can add another vigilante to their clan because they read you wonderful words.