Michael Lear


Oil - Poem by Michael Lear

On and on it moves across the land
Soaring soaring, it climbs into the sky
Seeping seeping, through Earths protective hands
Killing killing, it controls our very lives

Hidden from our gaze beneath the sea and rock
When spied it gushes forth as black as night
Blinded Corporations keep control of stock
No concern for an International plight

The need to own it is the new religion
The price to pay is countless, countless deaths
As true as dollars underground are hidden
Across the World nations are bereft

The answer will be found, unexpectedly
Brains are being urged to hurry in their thought
Earths aching heart knows nothing of our needs
But will she last or will Man come to nought

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 1, 2008



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