RIC S. BASTASA


confidence (misplaced revised)


man's greed may
boast of finally
consuming the
earth in the
next hundred
years

cutting all the trees
polluting the sea and air
and rivers
exploding its mountains
killing all the
fetus
and whatever hope
for the seeds
annihilated

but the earth knows
everything right
from the start
soon every destruction
is pingponged
back to man

and the earth will be
back to another
thousand years of
silence
sleeping waking
and humming

another grass so green
is spread
butterflies unhampered
whales crowding
the sea
peaceful landscapes
dews and
mildews
birds and grasshoppers
and whales
singing in
perfect harmony

Submitted: Friday, April 23, 2010

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