Wednesday, 31 of August of 2016

Sasha Paris – Flood and Fire

Iron-gray clouds hang heavy across the sky
Cold rain pours, patters, pours again
Creeks become raging brown torrents
Cascading in white falls of roaring mist
The swollen lake is beige for days
Relentless drought withers plants and people alike
Fires race insatiable, unstoppable, turning all to lifeless ruin
Rivers trickle, streams and ponds are but cracked earth
Water is priceless yet pricey, a treasure to kill for
This rain cannot quench that fire
Flood here won’t water crops across mountain or sea.
Here too much
There too little
Balance is gone

Sasha Paris
Beltane 2010 Earth First!

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