Poem: 'More'

the god of consumption

expels waste everywhere

we stand astonished

that the planet would wail

of course

the earth will scream what is true

because the earth doesn’t speak

our dialect of deception

to look upon what is real

and see it

wholly

as it is

requires a single drop

of the audacious courage

now required of us all

and still I look away

to place an order

forever craving another delivery of delusion

The Post Bulletin publishes poetry by local and area writers every Monday. Send poems to Meredith Williams at life@postbulletin.com .