Barren

Barren

Tree ghosts around my perimeter
Spikes at bloom end
Shorn from roots
Palm oil in detergent says so
Where has six legged buzz gone?
Suited with alternate black and gold
 Oh no you say they are still here
Fruits of the vine vanished
The smartest insect foiled
Seemingly overnight?
Pollen transported
But fewer hives
Less to eat
wasted the land
And woman, no longer bearing children
The land will not sustain.
But crack under kiln oven heat.

Barren

Sahara sands inch forth
Shade less trees allotted spaces
Green turns brown
Fallen fruit
Less to eat
You, carbon bred
Fossil fuel satiated
could have made a difference
Go energy free
Reduce that imprint
but Chemical advocate denied climate change
Years ago there were palm trees, succulent fruits
I knew that each season had its calling
Since wordless, song-less spring
 Unpredictable seasons affect us more.
Currencies buy discontinued life
 Barren land once fertile now  vast expanse,
Billowing, chaffing dust in the heated winds
Occasionally a familiar monument pokes  
Through dune depths.
There man once lived with his fertile lands
the lucky  few sailed to space
but common man did not get there so quickly
fixed to the rock below,
gluttonous, carbon fuel ravenous
Declared the world in jeopardy,

we know all along
space travel to atmosphere
does not reveal
 the secret of our ills,
but a diversion to painful tale
of wasteful spending
Passion to destroy
What was given the day we left Eden,
are barren lands
and flooded plains, presently
Blowing sands, reshaping fauna fossils
top soils forever washed away
The fruit of the vine long depleted

You carbon bred and fossil fuel satiated
Could have made some difference.