Eco Terrorism? by Melissa Fry Beasley

 

I guess we shouldn't be surprised

Or have our minds blown

Like bombs and bullets

When we as protestors

Are treated not as activists

But instead terrorists

We have Kent State & Occupy

May Day in Seattle & D.C.

We are damned for forgetting our crumbs

And eying the tables of the wealthy few

Thoughts pass through walls

Like stories in our jails

Stuck in bonds because of poverty

When slappsuits

Work like gag orders

Keeping truth under wraps

Foreign corporations and the almighty dollar

The only religion we have left

Rules can change

Even on how one becomes a saint

We all have a price

Commodities bought and paid for

Another resource

Until there is nothing left

To be taken from you or me

Eminent domain of the spirit

Enslaving the mind

Until the body follows after

Living dead

Working stiffs

Paying tribute to puppets & shadows

We are only free

In dreams and death

Author bio:

 

Melissa Fry Beasley is a Humanistic poet of Cherokee origin, who resides in Oklahoma. Through the written and spoken word, she examines the gap between the ideal and the reality involved in living in our world during this time. Her work is both personal and subjective, yet she does not turn aside from the political and social issues of her environment. She is a woman who seeks to express her individual perspective and needs while accepting the diversity involved in questions of gender, race and culture. Melissa believes that change is necessary and deploys her writing to reflect her personal experience in the wider sociopolitical context. She is Literary Editor for Churn: an Art, Music & Fashion Magazine and is a columnist at Yareah Magazine. She has published extensively.