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Friday 14 March 2014

A lake's tale

As their Iron claws dug deep into her womb,
An explosion of blood curdling screams pierced the sky.
Nettles and Scrubs became hapless martyrs,
while wandering romantic thoughts
shed many an idle tear.
Shelterless animals stared but helplessly,
their mute voices echoing in the rain.

They ripped her apart.
Tore her down.
And laughed wickedly as her Birds flew askew.
The saintly ecologist did nothing but stare,
he muttered a sermon and drove past fine.
Stripped naked and bare
She lay there a crumpled heap
Her eyes bleeding salty rivers of pain.