abandoned

Disheveled and slipshod the looks,
cans and cups littered the sidewalk
and the nearby shrubbery stumps.
Like tumbleweed, shreds of paper blew
over the cracked asphalt
weathered by wheels of misfortune.
The ticker tape parade
from emptied out trash cans
left a trace, wherever the human race went.
There was nothing to celebrate
on a planet which soils
are so utterly raped for a profitable yield,
whose resources were petered out
until the very last crumb dashed.
The eating up of our World the single goal
of our voracious and unstoppable appetite,
for ever more was and is the credo
of our mouths, bellies and wallets.
Such intelligible creatures,
man and women alike.
Look at what they left behind.
Played God for the darn stewardship.
So much, for any other species,
no true room, nor compassion,
but to lock 'm all up
caged and showcased
the way the cookie crumbled.
Doomed for being displayed
at a fair or inside the confinement
of a reservation.
The sole thing comforting
that humans treated their own kind
in a similar way, at least
when they've been labeled inferior
less in rank, let alone what their bearing is.
Cause value is measured only
in numeral marks, on paper
or otherwise degrading to those
who don't have.
The haves all obsessed
with the upkeep of their long green,
the lap of luxury keepsake.
And after they ate every thing;
cannibalistic when survival
is at stake, when stoked up all fuel.
They will eat themselves.
Homo Sapiens,
the Worlds most dangerous
parasite.