Damaged

Post No. 839

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Damaged

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Silhouetted on the hill a hump,

a swollen chunk of detritus, wept  —

The smell assailed us long

Before we reached the dump.

Men and women dressed in rags

Scratched a living or a dying

Desperate like wild animals

Damaged by care-less-ness

Fouled dreams, failed chances

Used and abused by worldliness,

Heartlessness, perceptions changed,

Became infections,

Until they learned to hear and see

Differently from you and me —

Nonentities, expecting and receiving nothing.

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©Denise G Allen, 13 July 2015 08:53

This Plastic World

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We live in a plastic world

Where discards outweigh utility,

Where garbage pollutes air, land and sea

And everything is temporary;

Nature must take a back seat

‘Cos man has learned to manipulate

Greens and meat and all we eat.

Plastic, cardboard used once

Then tossed away. Society tells us

How to think, act and re-act,

Fit the parameters or be a mis-fit,

Clones of idEAlised/idOlised

Specimens of humanity don’t stir the pot,

Blow the snot where it lands –

Out of sight, out of mind.

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©Denise G Allen, 16 November 2014 07:28