Babylon - Pride before Fall
Unwilling, weak, we witness our last lay.
Wars waged by gartered knights in armour gay
against souls sinful sunk ‘neath Satan’s sway,
belong, like so much else to yesterday.
Fine fanfares for fair faithful fighting fray
to global warming cede the stage today
as instant information access may
sway opinions, on our conscience weigh.
Once ‘right’ and ‘wrong’ upon square world were known
in black and white ere printer first bound tome,
when Peter’s pope prayed, powerless, in Rome,
while pinhead angels played before His throne.
Hexagonal seemed cells in honeycomb,
top-down, fixed, feudal, God, King, hearth and home,
now times a’changing ‘neath night’s starry dome,
pomp’s pump prepares no rainbow polychrome
to bridge ridge earthquake cracks West’s playboy bray
must meet as Nature with a vengeance may
role reverse self-righteous roundelay,
dissolve pride’s ride, philosophies passé.
Brash West feasts c[r]ash upon a foreign fast day –
twelve billion hungry hands brook no delay -
traditions, preconceptions, waste away,
wither, whither steals hope held at bay?
The hills and dales our ancestors would roam
are now farmed out, exploited, while we comb
dark ocean deeps for oil, enriching gnome,
see, helpless, arid step[pe]s dust fertile loam
turned desert, naught replacing timber’d holm,
while cancer flows to twisted chromosome
from genes Monsanto seeds, blastocytome
compounding man-made crises as we stroam.
A few, while sun still shines, greed-filled, make hay
at the expense of most, who day-to-day
and hand-to-mouth must strive, unwilling prey
of those enjoying Babylon’s payday.
Unfeeling Man reels deathwards through decay,
fires fossil fuels compounding carbon spray,
polluting lungs – soon, hung, we’ll surely sway.
Ice-melt sea levels rise ‘gainst background grey.
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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