The Gold Rush

Greedy ghouls craving for gold,

Dumping the soil into the water

Trading nuggets, traders and businessmen,

In exchange for long-lost life.

BAM!

The dynamite explodes,

Chunks of land flying

Country crumbles, crushed and crippled,

Mourning.

A toxic substance submerges into the soil, 

Choking the roots, killing the trees

Diggers retrieve the gold,

While sucking the life out of small mites.

Hot, dark gas rules over the land

Kookaburra sitting on a burnt tree with its mother,

Remains in morrow...