This piece brings to light one thought, while it breeds another one from it's marrow.
As I have traversed the United States Highways, back and forth, North and South, East and West for the last five plus years, I have seen those mountains of garbage and I would agree that most of which are spun from the years of amassed greed and it's wasteful bi-product. Yet, I honestly believe those mass junkyards of discarded stuffs shall become humanities own goldmines as the need for material resources new dwindles. Countless fields of rusting relics litter the USA. It would not take much to reprocess the metals still viable within. Our garbage dumps, while a larger undertaking could be tapped as well for resources tossed away since the beginning of the industrial age. There are pathways to a better and cleaner world, if people would simply agree to follow them.
The thought bred from your ink is simply this. I think it's better not to feel ashamed for those in humanity that have fouled the earth. It's far better to know and take pride that you are not one of those that add to the problem blindly. There are others that think as you do... United, Change, Survive Better! :)
The main problem is that consumption drives our economy. We must build obsolescence into everything in order to keep industry humming along. If industry doesn’t hum along, then we don't work. If we don't work, then we starve. In the past, an automobile would last for thirty years, now they're engineered to last only ten years before self-destructing. Ages ago we’d build buildings out of stone that lasted for centuries, now a building is wasted in one or two generations. Our economy can’t function without growth, and the production of garbage. Our technology is getting so complex that we’re about to lose control over it; it could crash someday killing billions. If artificial intelligence takes over our technology, then AI'S may also take over us. We don’t know where we’re going.
I luv this poem.
it almost seems as the writers twirling and mending her soul, dancing amongst the poems rhythm and breaking free from its immense poetic tragedy and in realizing her worth she breaks free trembling.
I luv ur poem. its deeper than it actually appears on the surface. your words spoke to me
I love the message behind this and it's comforting to see their are others who share a poignant disregard for humans who act and treat others and their home in a despicable manner. Well done.
This was very deep and powerful.
It has much meaning to it, and its very moving.
I enjoyed reading this. Its well worth a place in my contest.
Well written :)
lovely. I love your last stanza and have felt that way for over 20 years. how senseless we are. and yet we continue the same patterns even while aware of what we do. ok off my soap box... just a great write. Thank you for this.