I Have Not Been In The Amazon
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1 min readJun 7, 2019
In 2019, Bolsonaro, and his thugs, are killing your most precious places
I have not been in the Amazon
But all my life I’ve been enchanted
To know folded, secrets deep
Grow and twirl there, undaunted
But now, “Extraction industries”
Those that mine our Earth for wealth,
Level and burn the Amazon
And strangle our own health
Dark nights, I dream of forests green
Of jaguar, and sloth,
Their anguish, and their hunger,
Silent, still, beneath scorched undergrowth
No nests left for bright Macaws —
A leaping rainbow — free upstart,
My eyes are wet as if a Mighty river
Flows into a broken heart