Social Justice Poetry

Planet | A Social Justice Poem by Guy Farmer

Unsettlingly tall smokestacks
Belch sinister clouds of smoke
Into the pristine night sky.

A river runs red and sterile,
Oily, thick waters embellished
With mounds of ghastly froth.

Another giant fear mobile rolls off
The assembly line, roaring to life
On dirty petrochemicals.

A few well-fed magnates
Conveniently forget their grandchildren
Have to live on this planet too.

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