...Death Of Sorrow .. any comments? Kaituer Falls falls.
Majesty sold to despair.
Lumber giants,
trees dying
on the Brazilian landscape
not native to the Amazon.
Exotic Purple Heart
Sickening, lurching, dropping
helpless against a wicked brigade
of switch and trade.

In a rainless forest
a thundering profusion springs forth.
Color and celebration
announces a hopeful
morning sky.
A lie

performed by
industrial morticians
pivoting to spout progress
from the trigger side of their barrels
guns or oil they shoot their plumes high
writing sorrows obituary
on the sky.