ARCTIC GODS and the AURORA BOREALIS
Meditative shamanistic arctic dwellers are profoundly disenchanted
Seeking a solution for the constant melting of their cherished environment
The flagrant invasion of the industrial corporations is a hideous predicament
and an unfathomable nuisance. An iniquitous menace is here grimly implanted.
The sheets of Greenland are tumbling earthward. The Jet Steam is distorted
carrying the warmth of the Arctic bringing static circular cyclonic turbulence.
The monstrosity of tornadoes and the magnitude of hurricanes have thwarted
all meteorological explanations raping the Nature which our Lord has lovingly planted.
The thoughtless thrust into an insensitive exploitation of our paradisal residence
has resulted in the loss of coral beauty as cruise ships have remorsefully resorted
to noise and pollution destroying the communication of an entire whale culture.
The deplorable lack of empathy for Neptune’s underwater cosmos of incredible rapture
is the blindness of entrepreneurs coupled with their astounding lack of conscious.
The direct consequence of their abominable misuse of carbon dioxide is the disaster
behind the necessity of the resistance because of this massive cynicism and torture.
The Arctic is transforming at a startling pace unnerving the youth to coolly master
their rhetoric to awaken ecological awareness outraged at the capitalistic disorder.
Global warming has increased temperatures in the tundra with a shocking vehemence.
The flow of freshwater is frenetically out of control disturbing the life of the salty brine.
The suffocation and acidic contamination of our gorgeous seas is a regretful decline
in a rational sanity to sustain the virginity of Mother Earth’s purity with reverence.
Like a bodacious prancing adolescent recklessly disrupting peace plastered
to the tilt these well-nurtured intelligent gentlemen have stepped over the border
stripping the rain forests while fouling the fountains provoking a vile incidence.
They have impinged their relative importance while disrespecting deliverance
accounting their wealth at the expense of the philosophers and poets as they whine
like repulsive hyenas rolling in their prey with no sense of a long-lost remembrance.
All mankind were babbling babes innocently charmed filled with wonder so sublime
craving their mother’s breasts as a helpless suckling so warmly cuddled and secure.
Perhaps we could all meander hypnotized to recall our yesteryears and slowly venture
into the fairyland of a more profound reality where we rediscover a new demeanor.
We will raise and toast our reasoning to find the true priority with the golden chalice
and view the appearance of the Ursa Major glowing proudly with the aurora borealis.
Hapless moments of the stressful rat race will dissipate into a dreamful maritime
adventure reuniting us to preserve the aquatic vision as we choice to transport
and transfigure our habitat and establish a Utopia of our Goddess Demeter.