Poem by poem, many of our community are venting our anger about the Gulf Coast tragedy, which was completely preventable. It's true that writing poems does nothing to hands-on help victims or restore the environment; it's a way to vent. I post this is hope that it will get you on the phone to the White House and Congress, demanding heavier regulation of the oil industry; an end to off-shore drilling; and finally, get us walking to the store more often instead of driving.
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Big Oil greased the palms
of elected officials
Thousands weep; their lives destroyed
© 2010 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
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So sad and so true.
ReplyDeleteYour poem captures the tragedy.
Here is my Gulf Coast poem...if you want to visit. I am going to submit it to Poets of Living Waters. You should submit too.
http://inthecornerofmyeye.blogspot.com/2010/05/futile.html
Posted a comment on your site, Mary. I'm trying hard not to get stuck in "vent" mode, but that's how I react to injustice. And this was all about corporate greed, at the expense of our environment and the livelihoods of thousands.
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