Imbedded In The Rock Poem by Laurence Overmire

You, dull-witted Man
Think
An animal has no sense, no feeling
No capacity for that which is
Noble.

How noble is your
Capacity for the brutal
Annihilation
Of indigent species
The cold swath of steel
Through virgin forest?

The stain
Will not wash away
Dollars
Will not heal
The gash of wounds
Cut deep into the very soul of
Life itself.

There will be a reckoning
A time of lasting misery
When future generations will curse
The arrogance of your
Primitive brain
The profanity of your
Rapacious desire.

~ Laurence Overmire