The soil is sodden
with chemicals.
Air
became monstrous
with particulates,
blackening the blue sky.
Water
is sobbing
not in salts
but with sulfates.
The muscular woods
were pillaged,
the leafiness was lost
to the senile love of sapiens.
Birds,
wounded by antibiotics.
the ocean bottoms
scrapped, reaped,
by the insomniac passion
of imbeciles.
Monastic habitats
turned to urns
and occluding the
cobweb of life.
Glaciers — The immortal ice,
playing
life and death
to the tunes
of Celsius and Fahrenheit.
Oh — the starry nights
are no longer
lit
but
split and hit by
the manly photons.
-The civic sins of the man.
Thy Vox 
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