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Cyclones and Tornados
Demonish winds blow fiercely,
slashing, visceral. Flooding
fertile prairies, branding farm animals
with flying splinters. Carlving cows
drop their newborns into the torrents.
Life pulped by death traps
in battered barns.
Awesome becomes awful.
A malodorous monster
shrouds death in primal silence.
Verdant lands vanish,
hunger on hunger on hunger,
unforgiving.
in battered barns.
Awesome becomes awful.
A malodorous monster
shrouds death in primal silence.
Verdant lands vanish,
hunger on hunger on hunger,
unforgiving.
This is 2020, not climate cycles
over centuria.
Slapped by cyclones, brightness
is eclipsed.
Airports, seaports,
ferries might waken warily.
‘Copters may fling food packs.
Slapped by cyclones, brightness
is eclipsed.
Airports, seaports,
ferries might waken warily.
‘Copters may fling food packs.
Unclaimed corpses, victuals for vermin.
Dogs slink in shattered huts,
sniffing at clueless cadavers.
A woman picks a path over branches
and slush, lifting her torn skirt, legs
battered and bleeding. She shakes
some huddled children awake.
Drowsiness threatens defeated
with seductive sleep.
To die, to die, almost pleasing
in wake of catastrophes.
The winsome children
are gone, and a few folks
return to routine starvation.
Soldiers overload stretchers
to nowhere hospitals.
Rich countries shiped tonnes of rubbish
Dogs slink in shattered huts,
sniffing at clueless cadavers.
A woman picks a path over branches
and slush, lifting her torn skirt, legs
battered and bleeding. She shakes
some huddled children awake.
Drowsiness threatens defeated
with seductive sleep.
To die, to die, almost pleasing
in wake of catastrophes.
The winsome children
are gone, and a few folks
return to routine starvation.
Soldiers overload stretchers
to nowhere hospitals.
Moans stab my heart like knives,
foul waters steep my eyes.
foul waters steep my eyes.
Australia's coral reefs
paled to a deathly white.
to faraway lands.
Philipines' mangrove swamps degraded,
harvests vanish, natural protection gone.
harvests vanish, natural protection gone.
Villagers adrift in skulking lunacy
might pray to silent gods.
This time around mankind created the beast.
Chaos, then hush hush hush