When the growing mass
of obsessive shoppers
and addicted pill-poppers
spew smoke and dump trash
in the air, land and ocean
of this planet turning sour
from tons of such pollution,
the big money class
with the political power
of their corporate lobby
to rocket up and out
from under the weather
of storm, flood and drought
far into the Cosmic body,
are almost loyal forever
to their predator instinct
which ignores all doubt
even as they go extinct.

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