Meanwhile, the trees keep falling....
17 February 2014
GARY JUFFA
An entry in The Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry
The verbiage of supposed concern in parliament is tremendous
The rhetoric promoted by the elected officials certainly impressive
These seemingly agitated leaders that express much outrage and nothing else
And the trees keep falling
Empty promises, yet to be kept, empty lands, bare feet, empty pockets
The birds have flown, the land is quiet, streams muddied, all creatures no more
Weeds quietly grow where majestic giants and their kin once stood,
And the trees keep falling
The keepers at the gate, have failed their promises and their duties and sold out
Their pockets filled, their mouths gagged, their bellies swollen
Chinese meals, offshore trips, fat accounts and inconsiderate hearts
And the trees keep falling
Elaborate formulae and intricate financial arrangements, clever accounting
Tax evasion, capital reinvestments, money transfers and royalty scams
Forestry Plans, poor surveillance, ignorant rubber - stamping bureaucrats
And the trees keep falling
Will we ever hear the cry of the bird of paradise? Fill our lungs with fresh air?
Will children hear the rustling of green leaves caressed by a cool forest breeze?
Will the muddied brook be crystal clear again and the exotic fish be found there?
And the trees keep falling
This is SO sad. I've heard about the devastation in Borneo, Sarawak and Sabah, and now the mad Malaysians have come to steal the rainforests of PNG.
The orangutangs have lost their home, now the Bird of Paradise. May the sane people of PNG rise up and save the country before it is too late.
Posted by: Mrs Barbara Short | 23 February 2014 at 07:06 AM