Sunday, September 6, 2015

lorax

I am the Lorax I speak for the trees its a pity i do so after the breeze blew all knowledge of why a tree is important down into your lungs and you took it for granted I am the Lorax I speak for trees Monsanto is a greater dictator than Hitler All domestic trees are tampered, murdered and seedless. There is no regeneration through the natural flow we can only buy life at the farm goods store. I am the Lorax I speak for the trees who no longer feed the indigenous breed I am the Lorax I speak for the trees that do not reside in the aisles or the trays I am the root that no longer grows, and no longer spreads along concrete pavements I am the Lorax I speak for the trees who long for the water that no wider comes who now run from the sun that once made them electric who now become compost rotting in their own inner dampness I am the Lorax speaking in the desert warning the greatest Eastern cities of depletion and disaster. They retort they are the richest of the world and can afford to keep the illusion of life alive but in this desert, called Dubai, who could tell, that at its heart sits the devil and his tail hems the city in an oasis on a sand dune vast waters they consume and smile thinking money acquires even that which earth does not design… there is a finite timeline and the trees are already falling off it. How proud the developers should be of our planet and themselves as the architects of a dead future with a sense of accomplishment, they roll carbon effluent coffins around on asphalt plant prisons and build castles of rehydrated rock to party in and while the girls blood cells atrophy for want of oxygen they’ll just sell bottled air probably call it CL-AIR and they can sip it in between liquor and the party. How advanced our technology is when it stands in the face of nature as the cannon self as the angry nosed gun nozzle demanding the passengers get out of poles Our tech is designed to suit our economy, and not to suit our needs. The economy is an unfair animal they continue to feed. Only the cutthroat will float to the top and only the Phoenix may defend against them.

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