The Price of Oil By Maggie Clegg

Eyes are blinded, stinging, burning, Heart is thumping, feeble, failing, Wings are cold, clammy, weak, Can't draw a breath through tar-bunged beak. The innocent birds die by the score To lie, pathetic, on the shore Where their violated bodies mingle With tainted flotsam on stinking shingle. Whilst beneath the greasy surface The consuming death comes to menace. Unseen there by human eye Countless communities piteously die. Climate changes, ice shelves crumble, Causing penguin chicks to tumble Into icy seas to drown, No feathers fledged, still in their down. Where polar bears now proudly pace Will one day be an empty waste. As seasons skew, balance alters Nature's miracle of symmetry falters. Battles rage over oil-rich land Precious lifeblood stains the sand. Ask not, my friend, what oil is worth, The price is high, it costs the earth.

Copyright © 2005  Maggie Clegg

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