revenge

RECLAMATION

 

Raindrops in a discarded walmart mug

Tinkling like the finest crystal

Winter sun glittering through humid silence

Bouncing off a tin shed roof housing abandoned treasures

Cobwebs decorating half-gnawed boxes of once-important IRS receipts

Do not be fooled

Nature allows us the illusion of civilization

And the poisonous tinkering of her gifts

But it is merely misdirection

As we pay attention

To our minor defecation on today’s interests

Nature is reclaiming, unnoticed, in other parts

Performing her illusions

Like making the Statue of Liberty disappear

While we gape like the apes we are

While our children die from chemicals

While our wildlife fades into history

Nature waves her vengeful wand…

 

© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Gaia, Anselm Feuerbach 1875