Eager to enjoy a feeling of summer
passers-by stroll on the banks of the River Thames
she exposes her bare waters edge in low tide
and is anxious with humiliation at the signs of her
loss of beauty through neglect and disrespect
but they are oblivious and take no ownership
for the damage ignorance plays.
Pollution not yet knocking loud enough on their door
to disable the lungs of the role to take in fresh air
swell the eyes enough to shut down any useful sight
pump the body with cancer and disease creating toxins
or strip bare layers of skin exposed to unguarded UV rays
Not yet direct victims of the devastation to life through
droughts which dry the mouths of rivers, animals and man
lack of food which swells malnourished bellies quickly to corpse
or the onslaught of floods which flush family homes far out of sight
Adjacent to the heart of Mother Thames is a display of such life
billboard sized brilliant photographic imagery, right before their eyes
but too preoccupied with messages on mobile phones, the aim is
blotted from minds like all disasters once not prime time news.
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