Taking Out We Trash

 

Here at the peak
of the Mount Dump summit
crazed gulls eagerly circle
the growing scrap heap

Skilled scavengers
doing their environmental duty
devouring the mass leftovers feast
as best the flock can

Packs of fat rats scurry
through the maze
of refuse caves

A garbage truck parade
rolls round the clock
providing constant trash
replenishment
to the one of many
dump cathedrals
ascending toward heaven
courtesy of this consumption society
where we bury
and stack 
our over flow
disposable materials
to feed this mountain range

The stench downwind
serves as an putrid indictment
dumped on we inhabitants
of the United States of Waste

Tossing away scrap treasures
with reckless abandon
the world's destitute
would savor
as glorious sustenance

They are not garbage

We are