the earth is bleeding
we heard the music of an underwater menace
Great White, lurking near the beach for unwary swimmer
tho this summer no one ventures
to the fouled beaches
as the danger now is blackness
and the summer water not red with blood of body
but oil black earth blood brown darkness of soul
gone mad with grief and anger
spewing contempt for mere mortals
what soundtrack this?
are hills alive with the sound of music?
(from whence our help comes)
or dying cries of dolphins
and turtles burned alive
Phil Specht
the earth is bleeding
we heard the music of an underwater menace
Great White, lurking near the beach for unwary swimmer
tho this summer no one ventures
to the fouled beaches
as the danger now is blackness
and the summer water not red with blood of body
but oil black earth blood brown darkness of soul
gone mad with grief and anger
spewing contempt for mere mortals
what soundtrack this?
are hills alive with the sound of music?
(from whence our help comes)
or dying cries of dolphins
and turtles burned alive
By Phil Specht on July 2, 2010