man

by

departure…

canopy
conceals
the stars and moon
darkness
shrouds the source
of
sounds
in
a veil
of
fear
sounds
come from
all
directions
none louder
than
the boy’s
pounding heart
as
shallow breaths
join
the chorus
of
fear
suddenly
strong scents
fill
his nostrils
it’s like
an approaching death
pulse
quickens
he
lowers his body
to
the ground
becoming one
with
the earth
then
a torch
is lite
he is encircled
by
his elders
bapa dola
speaks
saying
each hunter
must have empathy
for
their prey
the taking
of
life
for survival
means
the end
of
survival
for
another
so
should be done
with
respect
and
understanding
of
the prey’s fear
a fire
was lit
and
the elders
brought forth
nature’s offerings
for
a boy
was now
a man

 

by

the book of dying 2:4…

the seas died no more fishing
ships sail nowhere no reason to
for all waters had death’s stench
ocean’s breezes ceased shore waters rose

 

by

winter solstice…

night
did not end
nor
did the crying
stop
wails arose
from
every corner
of
the world
food
and
water
had started
the last
war
only a few
survived
now
even they
cried out for mercy
but
none
was to be found
mother earth
would not speak to them
for they
had not listened
to her pleas
for
mercy
for
the other
living creatures
that had once
inhabited this planet
creatures
sacrificed
for
corporate profit
and
political power
so
now
that
the sands of time
were
everywhere
man
was alone
dying
and
after
the joyous funeral
mother earth
will begin
a rebirth