From the bones of prehistoric fish
To the
rainbow layer of toxic oil
Yours is
the story of our planet.
The
battle raging
Between
the jungle bird’s melody
And the blaring
chain saw
Is the quarrel
in our souls.
Mud of
rotting death
And the
floating logs
Of lost,
stoic giants
Are
carried along the same trail
To their
separate fates.
And what
becomes of these waters,
The
lives they feed,
The
tales they tell,
Will be
what becomes of man.
***
(Cuenca, Ecuador -- December, 2018)
This poem is part of a short collection of poems that I wrote about rivers, and it was inspired heavily by my time living near a tributary of the Amazon River in Puyo. As the river goes, so goes the soul of humanity.
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