POETRY SUBMISSION: The Season Changes

POETRY SUBMISSION: Season Changes [Writers / Writer / Creative Writing]

Listen. Mother Earth’s solid crust shuddered more than once, tearing down an entire race,

first of a chaste class. (Haiti) and then of an industrialized set. (Japan)

Hear. Her waters crushed onto shores without restrain, claiming in its path the sorrows of a million lives. (Japan, Pakistan)

Watch. Her roots, the Earth’s pillars, succumb to sudden fires, causing both wild and peaceful herd to flee. (Russia )

Feel. Her winds wrestled with the horizon calm, crashing any and all tangled in its swirl. (New York)

Fear. Her mounds spewing black ash across vast lands, breaking the silence of the sublime. (Indonesia)

Then understand it is only either by greed or by fault: Human error spilled the oil across the Gulf.

while technical blunder slipped nuke radiation across the Pacific.

Chilean miners are trapped, Allied soldiers are bombed, Afghan Talibans are shunned. Make sense out of

the nuclear tension in Korea, the labor unrest in Greece, the civil disobedience in Egypt, the jobless in America.

When Nations fall into the new divide, Count the Final Tally.

Then let Father Time forestall its warning. as we wait for Mother Nature to cleanse her earth.


But yet, there are compensations, things to console with:

Rescue and aid, from strangers they may be, leap across all corners of the World.

Homeless birds, though soaked to death in oil, heal in human hands to soar again.

Ocean species, while besieged by tainted currents, converge in untouched territories to breed again.

Pine trees & purple flowers, though aging & uncared for, bloom in eternity.

Races unite for many a cause, and for many, a new consciousness arises.

Come, assemble under the changing weather and let Mankind shift itself.

It is only in its transformation that the Season bequeaths itself away.