Thick black smoke dances to the sky
A song of destruction emanates, noisily
From the tireless turbines, turning
Churning effluents on Mother Nature’s belly
Without guns, and not so much of intelligence
The effluents have a dictatorial grip in water sources
Choking life as well as the aesthetic appeal
And we sit by and wonder what went wrong
Our ancestors succumbed to industrial sludge
For it is the only form of libation on the menu
As people seek new ways to earn a living
Yet unknowingly killing the living
Did God advocate destruction? When He gave man
the power to conquer earth, did He?
Did God give man power to pursue currency?
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