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Word Warrior is a website creative writing journal, posted by Brightfire Woman, of her more politically outspoken works.  These are the loud pain verse.

 

 

Entries in Brightfire Woman (7)

Thursday
Jul012010

Leave the Earth Her Blood

Leave the Earth Her Blood

 

The hydraulic syringe

left jammed

in her skin,

 

a steel IV Drip in reverse

to facilitate a steady flow...

 

of every drop we will waste

to run our

"lives at the flip of the switch"

conveniences...

 

has inconveniently collapsed

from the weight of our demands,

 

our mechanical

mosquitoes

have over eaten,

 

their eyes bigger than their stomach

exploding like greedy (poli)ticks,

 

their needle nose siphon

broke off inside her

blew a deep wound

a fountain of blood sprays skyward

  

all surface breathing mammals

now suffocate coated in the coagulation

 

of her constant raped suffering

for our things made of dead things

endless demands for more

 

we have changed her temperament

made water and winds toxic hot

 

blew her vein below sea sub floors,

she bleeds internally

into the walls of a growing emptiness

that no longer

 

can support the land above it,

quaking sink holes and eruptions

 

losing blood gases and oil

to lubricate her joints

and cushion OUR impact

 

what can not live will either die out

or survive by migration

 

rich power players

use to be smart enough

for the game at hand,

can't even buy their way out

 

We watch as they result to

false promises of

 

no need for

ventilators and hazmet suits,

when they mean

 

the damage is already done

the gases arriving way before

 

the tar balls hit the shore

fish, birds, land and humans

have all been poisoned

with sealed lips' kiss on evacuation

 

carried along the currents to fill

every fresh water inlet

 

for ways of life that were on the table

when rich men rolled the dice

on corner cutting to increase profits

 

around the floating bodies of the dying, dead

and decaying evidence of their arrogance

 

 

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