Cannot
jeF kearns
Sorry i can't empathise
with humans on this day
for when i opened up my eyes
my pupils learned fairies complain
about pollution spewed from factories
which selfish people make.
pollutants coat the fae folks wingspread,
fairies cannot fly that way.
Sorry i can't mingle,
with the human race,
i have seen former forests,
human business sense said "pave",
to earn a few cents.
i am incensed.
i regret i must escape
into a sleep where i'm not seething.
in which dreams wish to behave.
in which dreams do not fall out of line
with kind congruent state of ecological perfection
most want seived amidst dreamscapes;
no one wants their dreams to coincide
with things that they berate.
no one wants their dreams to tumble
into fables of self blame.
no one wants their dreams to falter
into things that they despise.
i have played rape scenes to a rapist
told him: "hate this, rape's not kind".
i have seen the eyes of businessmen
say everything's just fine,
when they dump toxins in the river
though they see fish going blind
from water that's been toxic-wasted.
still they claim that "fish don't mind".
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