Dust and Rust. A poem.

Take down the green, straddle the Earth with the carbon footprint of giants. Every tree felled, another wooden nail in our meagre wooden coffin. Let the next race be won by whomever loves this planet more than humans being, who in our rush to claim the prize have won nothing but dust, rust, and forgottenContinue reading “Dust and Rust. A poem.”

Toxic. A poem.

The world is toxic Bioengineered Gene-spliced Consuming me While I’m consuming it Chemical carcinogens and biological tumours Oh, for a world free From genetically modified food And environmental waste Only in dreams, now Fairy tales we tell our kids While eating plastic snacks