The Mange.
By mykle
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I saw a mangy dog last night, howling at the moon.
Half its fur had fallen out and the rest would follow soon.
I watched it as it scratched and howled and pity filled my soul
I wondered why the parasites should exact such a heavy toll.
Why couldn’t they control themselves – control their mindless greed?
Why hadn’t evolution blessed them with a limit on their seed?
It makes no sense to consume and grow without some form of brake.
And why no symbiosis, some form of give as well as take?
Mange mites live in dog hairs - much like we once lived in trees.
Spreading exponentially 'till their host is on its knees.
What could God have been thinking when He created such as these?
Such greedy, selfish creatures - worse than lice or ticks or fleas.
The parasites cause pollution and the poor mutt's hair falls out.
Like Mother Earth losing ever more trees so long as we're about.
This poor dog needs some kind of help - something has to change.
Or else there'll just be an ugly corpse - covered with the mange!
Parasites are so stupid they often kill what they need the most.
For what chance the greedy parasite - when it hasn't got a host?
Yet we act like mindless parasites blindly consuming all we can.
we just can't change our habits and we don't really have a plan.
Something really has to change - beyond the useless talk.
People have to drive cars less and to cycle, jog and walk.
We have to rethink everything; reappraise what life is for.
Learn to love each other or we’ll keep on consuming more.
So while they argue over targets which you know they’ll never meet.
Ponder on, why we still dance along, to the ever quickening beat.
Wonder why we sing of love and yet kill strangers in the street.
Ask yourself why you always want - another little treat.
‘More, more, more’, a voice says ‘you do not have enough quite yet.’
But the more you have, the more you want, and more you have to get.
Could it be that the Devil has amplified his damning call…
and it resonates inside us - tries making sinners of us all.
Maybe he’s looking for some company - when he takes The Final Fall?
I'm sure you’ll all be very welcome - be ye great or be ye small :O)
Written in Phuket in February.
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