Ecocide- A Ghazal
Atlas has fallen to his knees for heavy is the burden of Man
And the shoulders of Earth quake and sway under the burden of Man.
The shoe wounds the soil like shame wounds the soul
And His own mother's cheek scathed and mangled under the heel of Man
And little Wild-Girl-Shrub tamed and trimmed, confined in a concrete corner
Now the air smells of pine and essence of life. Bauteous is the den of Man.
Ten ruthless spears pierce and sever the tenacious verdant face
And dear Old-Man-Mulberry moans as he bleeds maimed by the hand of Man.
The stalk once tall and staggering, stripped and reaped by the grim sickle
And Aunt-Lady-Wheat made naked and devoured by the yellowing fangs of Man
And the shoulders of Earth quake and sway under the burden of Man
But The Maeflower, steel from the hawke's eye, stands and withstands the burden of Man.