TOXIC GREED (Big Tent Poetry prompt, a pantoum)

If only they hadn’t found uses for it

Melted, fermented dinosaur drool

Sucked out of the ground greedily

Made to serve a multitude of machines

Melted, fermented dinosaur drool

Landowners became oil barons; poor man became roughnecks

Made to serve the multitude of machines

Corporate and automotive, tapping earth’s vein

Human nature generates change

Society slid into needing the stuff

True addiction – never enough

Willing to pay any price

Society slid into need the stuff

So much that wars were cloaked in rhetoric to get it

Willing to pay any price

Blithely sending our youth to even a mythical score

Then came another reminder about values

Careless companies, relieved of safety rules by officials bought and paid for

Caused a catastrophe in a cradle of marine life and family businesses

Gushing rushing to shore, killing all in its wake

Careless companies, relieved of safety rules by officials bought and paid for

have forced on us a toxic, sickening, cancerous mess

Gushing rushing to shore, killing all in it wake

…except the CEOs, their golden parachutes at the ready

© 2010 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil