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We The People

for BP & their oil spill catastrophe


Human beings are the Aryan race

Dragging Black men to their death

Along country roads

Behind pickup trucks

Discarding millions

In concentration camps

Using their skeletal remains

As household ornaments


Humans covet

Wish the downfall and ruin

Of their brothers and sisters


We incarcerate innocent animals

Showcase these regal creatures

For our own mad amusement


Humans amass wealth and material goods

And share them with no one

Not the refugees of Iraq

Not the starving people of the world


We are the Ted Bundys of the earth

Slashing and strangling

For simple pleasure

Reckless and uncontrollable

Keen and cunning


We pillage the planet

And throw our children’s

Future into the garbage


Humans know nothing

Of the universes

That surround us

Although we boast

And claim in loud voices

That we are unique

And highly evolved

And sophisticated


We don’t know

A damn thing



[Originally published in NHS 2010, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs10/index.html.]