Drill-Baby-Drill?

My heart is breaking today.
Greasy black fingers creep
Up the throat of the Mississippi Delta,
Strangling the life out of marshes and wetlands,
Choking grebes and otters,
Smothering shrimp and sea turtles,
oyster bars and pelicans.

In the geopolitical war of oil and profit
Delta is collateral damage.
Leaning against mangrove roots,
Disemboweled,
Holding her organs in her hands
Her life forces leaching away,
Fading from blue and green to brown,
Vitality dying on the Mother's lap.

Something of me is dying today.
May 1, 2010