Dolphin Friendly

I dream of dolphins trapped in nets.
I hear the echoes of beached whales,
driven ashore in confused sonar delirium
I feel the warming of the earth,
and I shed a tear inside.
I see the indifference,
the ignorance and the opportunism,
I see the Eco credentials of Companies and Parties
exploited for capital gain and cynical votes.
Green is the colour of today's collective consciousness,
an admirable cause, to save our sacred planet.
Mother nature has been raped and beaten,
our garden of Eden has been slashed and burned!
And for what?
Cheap fuel for our polluting machines?
Cars to take us the walking distance to our consumer palaces?
Planes to fly us on our cheap rate package holidays?
Desperately scrambling to "see the world" ... while we still can.
Filth and fumes, sulphur and smoke,
a toxic cocktail of fire and brimstone in our very own "Hell on Earth."
Each plastic generation has spewed their poison onto this world.
Consumer excess and hamburgers for the masses have left us paranoid and afraid,
desperately clinging to the forlorn hope that we can stall and reverse the disaster we have sown.
For future plastic generations?
Be warned!
This disaster is not the planets concern.
The planet is old and wise, in its Billions of years it has seen this calamity before.
It has lost its parasites, it has brushed off its weak and insignificant species'
like fleas scratched from a dog.
Yet, are we so deluded to think we can survive, even outlive our green home?
The planet does not need saving, we are trying to save ourselves.
Earth will cleanse itself of its human curse.
Once again it's glaciers and rivers will sculpt divine beauty,
its seas will ferment new life and its soils and sands will form mountains,
tempered and fired from its molten heart.
But in this moment of my fleeting human life,
I am still haunted by beached whales
and dreams of dolphins trapped in nets.