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Menorise; Saturday Sayings

 

Halloween in the Anthropocene, 2015

Darkness spills across the sky like an oil plume.
The moon reflects bleached coral. Tonight, let us
praise the sacrificed. Praise the souls of  black

boys, enslaved by supply chains, who carry
bags of cacao under West African heat. “Trick
or treat, smell my feet, give me something good

to eat,” sings a girl dressed as a Disney princess.
Let us praise the souls of   brown girls who sew
our clothes as fire unthreads sweatshops into

smoke and ash. “Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me
something good,” whisper kids disguised as ninjas.
Tonight, let us praise the souls of Asian children

who manufacture toys and tech until gravity sharpens
their bodies enough to cut through suicide nets.
“Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me,” shout boys

camouflaged as soldiers. Let us praise the souls
of  veterans who salute with their guns because
only triggers will pull God into their ruined

temples. “Trick or treat, smell my feet,” chant kids
masquerading as cowboys and Indians. Tonight,
let us praise the souls of native youth, whose eyes

are open-pit uranium mines, veins are poisoned
rivers, hearts are tar sands tailings ponds. “Trick
or treat,” says a boy dressed as the sun. Let us

praise El Niño, his growing pains, praise his mother,
Ocean, who is dying in a warming bath among dead
fish and refugee children. Let us praise our mothers

of  asthma, mothers of  cancer clusters, mothers of
miscarriage — pray for us — because our costumes
won’t hide the true cost of our greed. Praise our

mothers of  lost habitats, mothers of  fallout, mothers
of extinction — pray for us — because even tomorrow
will be haunted — leave them, leave us, leave — 

13 comments:

  1. Ohhh YAM if I have read this in the past I don't remember but I did really enjoy it and hope Casper and all his spooky friends do too
    Hugs Cecilia

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  2. Creative post and wonderful moon shot!

    Live each moment with love,

    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)

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  3. What an interesting piece. I wouldn't have guessed that the concept of the Anthropocene would crop up in a Halloween poem.

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  4. Sad truths, I must say. This poem sucked me into its vortex.

    I hope that you are well.

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  5. Poignant and powerful, and accompanied by the perfect illustration.

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  6. that is a masterpiece, it says a lot to us and it makes us ponder. we love it!!! happy howl-o-ween to you...

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  7. If eating protein rich meat helped humans develop their big intelligent brains, why don't cats rule the world YAM-aunty? Humans for all their big intelligent brains appear to be making a bit of a hash of it. xxx Tigger

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  8. Hi Yam - an interesting poem ... and enlightening read. We are in dire need of learning to think and appreciate others. Take care and all the best - Hilary

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  9. This post I fully understand and it speaks all by itself and it speaks of our crazy world as it is today.

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  10. A most thought provoking piece. Happy Halloween!

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  11. Thank you for sharing. We do need to think of how our lives impact others in ways we don't know and are scary to think about.

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  12. I truly think our constant need for more is the bane of our world. namaste, janice xx

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