Remembering Green Poem by Martin Webb

Remembering Green



Beneath the sparkling stars,
we are lulled to fitful sleep
by the great deceit
of the electronic theater

While the oceans swim
with the refuse of our gluttony,
mutated produce
fills the holes of hunger
not already sopped
in the rot of
sugared dreams

In bloated discontent,
we pacify ourselves
with stupidity.
Succumbing
to the dark sunset
of the dying world

Thursday, December 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,philosophical
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