The red uakari is threatened by man,
His domicile shrinks every day.
You can't find his name on the landowners plan,
These fools think he stands in the way.
This innocent creature, a primate like you,
Will surely be better confined in a zoo.
It seems that by logging some rich men grow fat,
The timber sells well further North.
It's a shame evolution's not coping with that,
Forget about nature henceforth.
These tropical hardwoods are what we demand,
The loggers grow fat on the price they command.
"The Amazon forests are simply immense,
We don't have to worry at all."
The words that the guilty will use in defence,
As trees in the forest still fall.
Our juvenile antics condemn us to die,
The price of inaction is surely too high.
Each year there's less wilderness, soon there'll be none,
Its facile to say it ain't so.
A change in our policies hasn't begun
To alter the future we know.
Evasive excuses are all that we hear;
Agreements to meet again year after year.
The monkeys still congregate high in the trees,
To gather Brazil nuts and feed.
Instinctive and secretive, passed by with ease,
The innocent victims of greed.
Don't sit on your hands when we all are to blame,
You have to demand there's an end to this game!
His domicile shrinks every day.
You can't find his name on the landowners plan,
These fools think he stands in the way.
This innocent creature, a primate like you,
Will surely be better confined in a zoo.
It seems that by logging some rich men grow fat,
The timber sells well further North.
It's a shame evolution's not coping with that,
Forget about nature henceforth.
These tropical hardwoods are what we demand,
The loggers grow fat on the price they command.
"The Amazon forests are simply immense,
We don't have to worry at all."
The words that the guilty will use in defence,
As trees in the forest still fall.
Our juvenile antics condemn us to die,
The price of inaction is surely too high.
Each year there's less wilderness, soon there'll be none,
Its facile to say it ain't so.
A change in our policies hasn't begun
To alter the future we know.
Evasive excuses are all that we hear;
Agreements to meet again year after year.
The monkeys still congregate high in the trees,
To gather Brazil nuts and feed.
Instinctive and secretive, passed by with ease,
The innocent victims of greed.
Don't sit on your hands when we all are to blame,
You have to demand there's an end to this game!
Author notes
Using ten words from the following list, a poem born of a quote and a photograph.
1 facile,2 primate,3 evolution, prosimian, carnal, carmine,9 secretive, chisel, 10 instinctive,4 evasive,cinnabar, relation, salivate, instigate,8 congregate,5 immense, dispense,6 domicile,7 juvenile, rubescent, descendent, descendant
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Comments
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A smooth, contemporary rhyme
that beseeches actions of the heart
and not of greed. It especially becomes
passionate towards the end, building
towards its demand for awareness. Blue
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Brilliant in every way and a strong message for all of us-ALL of us.


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Oh, my.
This is a stunning tour de force.
My hat's off to you, Jeff.
Wonderful stuff.
Good luck in the contest.
(gutsy to take on such a subject, too)

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Cleverly done, bro.


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So, we’ve stolen the Garden of Eden,
from stone age hands.
Remember who is listening!
Wrapped in my past, so in love with the stars
and the womb from which I have come;
I am a stone age man.
We felt nature (what you call god,)
in everything,
our children,
mothers,
fathers, grandparents,
all plants and animals
When we ate we always talked
about life.
I am a stone age man
I’m a Liberal!
Vote for Obama!

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Hard to follow your plea here, he's not a candidate
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He's a candidate we're all candidates...
for extinction. I'm a man, somewhere between extant and extinct.
A stone age representitive, ready for the UN.
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A most powerful piece you penned.
WIshing you all the best within
the contest you entered.
This was full of depth and emotion...
Actually, I think this more then well
penned.
Greatness poured in gold.
Best wishes
Love
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