The river is polluted
The skies are grey in falling night
The stars are hidden from our sight
Constellations convoluted
Bilge water and bile
Corrupted hearts so vile
Defile of a sacred form
This is not divine
Only desecration
The river is polluted
The seeds we plant do not survive
And even life is doomed to die
The trees are all uprooted
We want the leaves
We want the flowers
We want the scent of the forest
The river is polluted
Our dismay is all man-made
Unwholesome branch that holds no shade
Our hope for shelter all eluted
Brackish is the water
Swim if you care to drown
We take giant gulps
Deluded with hope
And still we die of thirst
It has come to my attention, or rather been in my peripherary that I chose to ignore, that there are certain poets here who act in the most unseemly manner. Now it is spilling over into the dailys. Just stop!!!! It is sickening. A bunch of "poets" they are. If you want to wage war, at least be competent in your craft. It goes both ways
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=5g5frlxiODQ
