ON THE REMAINS OF YESTERDAY
A stone lying here and there,
begging cicadas,
the interesting countryside,
polluting the atmosphere,
and a bowl full of respectability...
Some tortured, some dead,
fish in agony
on the beaches.
Facing starvation.
The accused
who clink their glasses...
Some tired landscapes
on the remains of of yesterday,
violets from excavated corpses,
lilies angry at the sun,
roses wrongly loved...
rubbish surrounds the environment.
Blue
is pale beside green.
Green is condemned to die
as sick animals are incinerated.
Shipwrecked boats
poison the seas.
by Lokman