A bitter cold breath from our great mother chilled the spines of wild men and ceased the hearts of the vulnerable beasts that drift when they should linger with many.

Crippled minds caught in her merciless path, blindsided and underprepared.

The nation watching in perplexity and amusement as more stories are being fabricated in the hate factories.

We are now instructed and manipulated into deprivation. Our fate ordered up like cheeseburgers and distributed like vomit.

Generations of the last dusting being blown away by an affliction born of greed and power. While obliterating the lands we inhabit.

Suit monkeys tossing bananas to the crowd like they produce the power of life.

Snuffing out the true source like a cigarette burned to the filter. Eventually, the pack will run out leaving nothing to burn in it’s place.

We infest like cockroaches leaving paths of devastation and disease under every crevice. Remnants of our manipulation left like scars for the future to observe.

Rivers moan their dismal tune and the wind carries the plea of the forest unheard.  Drowned by the relentless rumble of bickering men and screaming freaks, spewing duplicity in open ears of the powerless.

Although used and beaten, our great mother’s smile will never slip to a frown. For, her strength lives profoundly more than our minds can comprehend and remain long after she weans us from her breast sending us into oblivion.