WHAT'S LEFT?

Copyright © 1998 Michael Edwards

After
the Bloodletting
After the Rivers
Criss-crossing the Land
Like veins
Have tired of carrying noxious death
Into the
Sea
After the scarred sky
Has ceased
Sobbing
Bitter tears heavy
With the memory
Of brighter
Days

As the derisive Wind
Sweeps up
Unprotected soil
Like a marauder
With an unwitting virgin
Howling
With malicious delight

The last tree
Looks on stolidly
An impotent sentinel
Numbed
By the loss
Of so many
Compatriots

Is this
The paradise that was promised
To our children
Their minds
And bodies
Already subtly
Altered
By the sinister machinations
Of malignant substances

What's left for them?

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