Poem -
No Recycle For You
I’m walking through my neighborhood
Before the dawns’ first light
I see things so repugnant me
My stomach sickens at their sight
These people are all “well-to-do”
Large homes with vine and sash
But a lot of them don’t give a damn
And refuse recycle trash
Their bottles, papers, cans and such
All so vital they we save
They throw into plain garbage bags
And dig Mother Natures’ grave
I’ve actually had a chat or two
With these pillagers of dearth
And they could give a lesser shit
About saving Mother Earth
So I hope when it’s “your time” to be saved
And the recycling of your morbid soul
That Destiny decides “no way”
And buries it in a six-foot hole
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Another superb piece that gets the reader thinking about the environment and what we are all doing to it. Recycling is really big over here and we all have four different large refuse bins for each house for all the different types of refuse so that it gets sorted properly and safely. It`s a modern day problem that we all have to make the effort to resolve. Well done for a well written and superbly delivered piece on such an important subject.
I love ya kiddo
G xx
Hi Georgina,
Just like you need a "Larry fix" every day, Linda and I need a "Georgina fix". Imagine the withdrawal we suffered without one for so long. No more food poisoning! Of course, I never have enough words to thank you for all your support, and love notes, on the poems that I write. Everyday, we look so forward to hearing from our poetic soulmate, Georgina.
Hugs, Kisses and Love,
Larry and Linda