Earth Day Coin Drop :)

Earth Day Coin Drop   🙂
For this Earth Day, and beyond, be your nature’s abundance in action, give the gift that keeps on giving,
a hand to a sister and/or brother; give all your Change.org coin away   🙂

 

These Actions on Change.org, the url   🙂

Earth Day Coin Drop   🙂

http://globalwarming.change.org/actions/view/earth_day_coin_drop

 

Give Gifts That Make A Difference, on Change.org   🙂

http://www.change.org/gifts

 

A little art to inspire your spirit, heart, and generosity; as Joni Mitchell’s song,
‘Lakota’, lyrics relate   🙂

"…looking at money man, diggin’ the deadly qoutas, out of balance, oh ah outta hand….

Lay down the reaking ore, don’t you hear the shreiking in the trees.

Everywhere you touch the earth she’s sore, everytime you skin her all things bleed.

Your money mocks us, restitution, what good can it do, kenneled in metered boxes,

…dogs, in debt to you?  …fighting among ourselves, all we can say with one whole heart,

is we won’t sell, naahhh, we’ll never sell….  in the garden, poor drunk bastard falls,

in the courtroom, deaf ears for sixty years, you think we’re sleeping,

quietly like rattlesnakes and stars, we’ve seen the ground called rainbow,

in the smoke of cars….  …brave, shadows stretching….  …brave…,  …fleet…, 

…faithful…,  …free…,  …proud….  …standing on sacred ground…, 

Courts that circumvent, choke…, nothing left to loose.  Tell me grandfather,…,

do you hear the wimpering waters, when the tractors come.  …Earth…, …Sun…, …Sky…"

We are Lakota   🙂

 

As well, twigs of my environmental poetree,    🙂

 

C’est La Unvie

A million monarchs lie dead, though,
No less sociological programming of
Upper-middle to rich classes with
Decadence, affluence, inclusion, is.
No less societal determination of
Middle to lower, being excluded by
Division and conquering, privation.
Yet, they, on wing no more, still
flyIn our spirit’s eye, heal humanities’
Heart. While their silent cry echoes
The 33,000 species extinct each year,
A rate not seen since the last ice age
Ensued; does it move you?
Does your curiosity ask why?
Will you, on this 33rd Earth Day, allow
A tear for all life’s fallen? Consider
The losses economic apartheid incurs,
Mirrored by the divide human-centricity
Has levied? Our underlying duplicitous
Disregard for life, greed and oil fueled,
Won’t abate for our existence, will you?

( For the beautiful butterflies, et tu, mon amis, written one and a half years before the 33rd. )

 

why

As acid rain from your closed eye,
An acre of rainforest falls each
Second, earth’s tears bleeding;
For, all you see is grey.

 

clarity

Sword that cuts all ways,
Without, for, there’s no cutting;
And a pointless point.

 

Tone

Life’s signs and meanings
Perceived by all our senses and
Being’s foci of attention, can
Divine from within and without.
That’s if our inner-eye
Isn’t clouded by false-ego,
Self-conscious self, or doubt. 

 

Cityscape

Hustled and bustled,
Still, hands only put to heart,
Beings, only art.
  

Injustices

Addressing, not addressing them have costs,
the former is individual, the later is global, as well. 

 

ends or means

Neither do I embrace.
Rather, the struggle well run,
Which uplifts us uncrowned,
Every moment humans race! 

 

YOU CAN

Talk the talk, walk the walk, and even
Be the be, but, if you don’t vote the vote,
You won’t ever be livin’ in a democracy! 

 

Thanx 

While feeling sacred on
This All Hallow’s Day,
I also feel pangs of the
Hungry, so wrought by
The profane; for the food
Wasted by us could feed
All the world’s…. Yet,
Betwixt, in the mundane,
It’s only hurled. 

 

Carry On

"We will never stop
‘Til we get our freedom."
The song sings, while them that kill it,
Greed driven, avarice ridden, never
Filling their enlarging hole inside, for,
They can’t be, nor hide
Their poverty or deathly stride,
Murder to die. These murderers of life
For delusional profits and pleasures,
Why aren’t they tried?
Delusions are sweet,
Illusions sweeter. So, what do we do?
Their choosing is losing their potential
To grow, and personal power in the
Moment so, we show the growth, and
Walk towards the dream,
We’re realizing for both.

While life, here and now, is the point
Made with art, in our hearts,
Our beings are the heart of the point.
So, it is I stand and say,
The murder stops here.
Turning our back to the convolution,
We walk, evolution’s way.

 

Beauteous

Macroscopia allows a view,
Verdant brilliance, a star’s birth.
Yet, our microscopicness ignores,
The atom should not be split.

400 years of supposed "science"
Has stolen the earth’s richness,
Michaelangelos from the sky;
Is killing life as fast as
Before last ice age ensued.
Biophilia or necrophilia, choose!

Vie’s evolving song is as silent as
A stone’s ballad for being’s loss.
Yet, manifest destiny rag drags on,
Turtle Island’s shell won’t cover,
Approaching abyss on the horizon.

Vitae’s wail echoes crimson,
As acid rain from your closed
Eye falls, earths tears bleeding;
For, all you see is grey.

 

Manners

In which doings and not doings
Are done or aren’t,
Brings life and light to you,
Or it doesn’t.

 

gray

Those more attached to
Living or dying,
Are more closely death.

 

Eden?

Splitting of atom,
Cloning of adam, hubris;
Leads to extinction.

 

Responsibility

If you don’t exercise it,
Its Siamese twin sister, freedom,
Will wither, like a muscle, as well.

 

 

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