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POETRY
When the Sun Kissed the Moon
When the sun kissed the moon on its way back from heaven
To slake its mighty thirst on the perpetual vigil she keeps
Observing worker ants scuttling and scurrying this way and that
Chaos giving way to bedlam in every corner of the globe
From Bondi Beach to Bluffs Cove, sunlight, storms, wind, and rain
Bleaching the earth’s soft downy duvet encrusting her mantle
With an evil toxic film which is destroying her and killing her slowly
As she spins out of control in a helter skelter of life beating death
Piercing her through the heart to the drumbeat of the humdrum of life
From the streets of New York to the white sands of a palm-lined beach
Polar ice caps are shrinking daily and rivers which are polluted by
Gluttonous fat cats dining out on their obscene wealth garnered
From over-farmed fields and over-fished oceans clogged with micro-plastic
So dense it becomes unfathomable and the fight to survive keeps
Strumming, beating, throbbing, and pulsating to the bloodline
Of our forefathers; hunter-gatherers. But have we foraged too much?
Ravaged, dismantled, spent, and destroyed this our Mother Earth?
Bit off the hand that fed us and spat it out, discarded it and left it to wither
Like a wounded animal, she is crying out in pain howling that banshee howl
That only a mother can feel when her offspring desert her and leave…
