# Ode to Pollution

Author: Pyke
Tags: Earth Day, Fox, Poem, Poetry, Pyke, Rhyme, Satire, pollution, spoof

This is my satyrical contribution to Earth Day and it was done in roughly two hours' time. It was amazingly fun to write.

Ode to Pollution  
  
  
  
Earth Days come and Earth Days go  
But this is the one that we'll all know  
In an age where green is considered kind  
Another has something else in mind  
Recycling cans for a tenth of penny?   
Planting trees for the benefit of many?   
These are the notions of hippies and fools  
But soon he'll show them all who rules  
  
Roaring down the street in a vehicular monstrosity  
Black smoke belches from his Chevy Vega, circa 1970  
A jolly wave is given to all he sees   
As passersby drop to their knees  
Their lungs fill with black and their faces turn blue  
But what else do you expect monoxide to do?   
  
When not wasting paper or laughing at yuppies  
He's igniting coal fires and kicking cute puppies  
Chemical contaminates are simply sublime  
Poisoning reservoirs one at a time  
Clear-cutting forests sounds like a lark  
While a chainsaw symphony tears through Central Park  
  
He's called a criminal for thinking outside the box  
For releasing a deadly, airborne pox  
But he looks so fashionable when he works  
And being evil has its perks  
  
So hard to choose from snake-skin belts  
Which one most accentuates his wardrobe of pelts?  
His boots are cheetah, made from a king  
His coat is lion hide, it's truly stunning  
Gloves fashioned from rabbit, albino  
A cane tipped with the horn of rare black rhino

 He's seen as the enemy of green and peace,  
The minds of the ignorant so easy to fleece  
For pollution isn't limited to the seas or the skies  
Liberating people from new-age propaganda and lies  
Truly, he is a leader, a manipulative son of a bleep  
Herding the masses of mindless sheep  
  
This rogue, this Pyke, the enemy of environmental law  
He's a clever corrupter of any you saw  
CFCs are nothing to ban  
Without ozone you'd get a better tan  
BPA was a tactic scare  
Designed by those always shouting "Beware!"  
One can trust the powers-that-be  
Without infringing personal liberty  
  
His ranks swell with a generation lost  
Disenfranchised souls society tossed  
The youth are the future in this deciding war  
Cured of their brainwashing, they shout "No more!"   
  
He's not the monster, he is the solution  
While making a buck from global pollution  
It's expensive funding business affairs  
While putting on magnificent airs  
His pawns can assume the blame for the brawl  
He'll live it up while they all fall  
  
But where are the heroes on this day?  
They were paid to stay out of the way  
Even those who fight for right  
Turn corrupt in the scope of his blight  
And when all is over, said and done  
He will have won and had his fun  
Victory is his, the fox quite slinky  
Disappearing to perfect the weaponized twinky

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/YnLE0Qp1