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Category Archives: climate change
Vicious Game: #RonovanWrites #weekly #haiku #poetry prompt #challenge #225 Strike & Hunger
One, two, three, you’re out of food, painful hunger strikes life’s a vicious game. haiku challenge from: RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #225 Strike&Hunger
Posted in capitalism, climate change, famine, greed, haiku, hunger, poem, Poetry, poverty, Uncategorized
Tagged famine, haiku, hunger, life, poem, poetry, poverty
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Hurricane Street
This is the storm of the century it’s time to batten down the hatches and tie down the tents close all the windows, shutters, and vents make one last trip to town to stock up on supplies buy cases of … Continue reading
Posted in Aloha ʻĀina, american dream, capitalism, climate change, farming, hawaii, hurricane, poem, Poetry, rain, sustainability, Uncategorized, water, writing
Tagged Aloha ʻĀina, capitalism, climate change, consumerism, disaster capitalism, environment, excess, farming, greed, hawaii, hurricane, Hurricane Lane, Naomi Klein, plastic, poem, poetry, pollution, sustainability, waste
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Bellies Full of Plastic
There is no hope of a better future, stop listening to the optimistic TV newscasters. We are not going to save the world we are nothing more than a cancer making planet earth sick. There is no God, so I … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, capitalism, climate change, collateral damage, death, earth, fear, fire, Gaza, god, greed, hate, hell, Hiroshima, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, Iraq, life, love, Nagasaki, oceans, oil, peace, people, poem, Poetry, religion, taxes, terrorism, time, trash, Uncategorized, universe, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, water, writing, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, Bush, capitalism, death, environment, garbage, Gaza, greed, Hiroshima, iraq, life, money, Nagasaki, Obama, oceans, oil, Peace, plastic, poem, poetry, poison, pollution, rivers, Saudi Arabia, trash, Trump, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, WW2, Yemen
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Mother Earth
There might or might not be a “God” there might or might not be an afterlife there might or might not be ‘good’ and ‘evil’ there might or might not be a reason that we’re here there might or might … Continue reading
Posted in blood, capitalism, climate change, collateral damage, Dakota Access Pipeline, DAPL, death, democracy, earth, empathy, empire, environment, flowers, god, government, greed, hate, history, hope, human rights, humanity, Jesus, love, money, nature, oil, peace, poem, Poetry, rain, religion, revolution, taxes, trees, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, water, Yemen
Tagged blood, DAPL, death, flowers, freedom, god, greed, inequality, life, money, oil, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, religion, revolution, trees, truth, violence, war, wealth
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Storms
Exactly twelve years ago I flew into Shreveport, Louisiana and spent the night just outside of Baton Rouge on the floor of a church surrounded by some folks who were fleeing a disaster and others who, like me, were heading right … Continue reading
Posted in america, climate change, collateral damage, god, Harvey, heroes, Houston, humanity, hurricane, Katrina, poem, Poetry, refugees, Rita, storms, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged Harvey, Houston, hurricane, Katrina, New Orleans, news, poem, poetry, Rita, storm, storms, tv, war
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Addicted
I am addicted to something that I know is slowly killing my soul. I want to stop -cold turkey- I want to free myself from these chains but society trains us to rely on this drug to crave this drug … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, climate, climate change, oil, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged addiction, climate, climate change, oil, poem, poetry
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Standing Rock
Standing on this rock all alone looking glass shattered can’t find home can’t escape sticks and stones thrown by a falling Rome names don’t hurt when Redskins flirt with victory the Missouri doesn’t flow to the sea it flows through … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, bigotry, Black Lives Matter, civil rights, climate change, Clinton, collateral damage, Dakota Access Pipeline, DAPL, death, democracy, dreams, earth, Edward Bernays, empathy, empire, environment, fear, Ferguson, fish, freedom, government, greed, history, human rights, humanity, idle no more, ignorance, justice, Kaepernick, Liberty, life, Native Americans, nature, NFL, oceans, oil, poem, Poetry, politics, poverty, prison, propaganda, racism, Sioux, Standing Rock, taxes, Trump, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, water, world war one, world war two, writing
Tagged addiction, Afghanistan, America, american dream, bigotry, bread and circuses, Clinton, collateral damage, Dakota Access Pipeline, DAPL, death, democracy, dreams, drugs, empire, greed, humanity, ignorance, iraq, justice, Kaepernick, love, National Anthem, Native Americans, nature, NFL, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, Propaganda, racism, Sioux, Standing Rock, suicide, Trump, truth, war, war tax resistance, water, Water is Life, writing
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