The world is in the hands of a megalomaniac with the mind of a five-year-old.
All that matters is the cash!
Billionaires are telling us that the problem is immigrants!
King Trump
Who Cares About Voters?
Poetry – Animals Burn
Animals Burn
While animals fry and fires burn
The perpetrators never seem to learn.
Lands flood and other lands dry
But some people never ask why.
So, profits are made and trees fall
And they do not care at all.
The lies are spread in a cynical way
And the future looks decidedly grey.
Green laws are repealed,
The truth concealed,
Money stashed,
Habitats crashed.
Time for the great backlash!!
OUR PLANET IS WORTH MORE THAN HARD CASH!!!
Opher -14.1.2020
Environmental laws are repealed by politicians with vested interests – in a never-ending quest for wealth and power.
Through bribes, through threats and through self-interest, the laws are made.
Without environmental consideration more money can be made, the economy grows, there are more jobs, more wealth, more profits for the rich.
Yet there is a cost.
The cost is the planet.
As forests are destroyed, animals habitats flattened and the land and water becomes polluted the whole planet suffers.
We pay for the removal of environmental laws with tainted air and water, more illness, global changes, climate change and the destruction of nature.
‘Daddy, is it true that there were once tigers, elephants and chimpanzees?’
Poetry – Amid the wreckage
Amid the wreckage
Amid the palm oil and the stumps;
Amid open mines, plastic in clumps,
Concrete and lawn, culverts and dumps,
No place to eat,
No place to drink,
No place to nest,
No time to blink.
Opher 13.4.2018
It seems that we no longer have room for nature. We swat the flies and put up our electrocutors, we manicure our lawns, mow the grass, sanitize the landscape. We chop down their habitat to grow our crops and shoot them if they dare to intrude. We hunt them for food, pleasure and ivory. We dig them up and bait them with dogs.
As our world expands theirs contracts.
Soon there will not be room enough for them. They are hanging on as tourist attractions. How long can that go on? What a miserable plastic world we are creating. Nature has to try to claw a living between the wreckage we have left behind.