Poem by Eric Menter

July 2, 2010

The valley fills with trash
Plastic just continues to be piled up
The mound grows day by day
In the dump the children play
As the families gather trash
The hunting vultures swirl about
Perched on tombstones above the ditch
They watch as humans dump their shit
Truck after truck rolls down the path
Leaving behind the poisonous trash
The land rots beneath our feet.
The landscape ruined by our mindless needs
What will it take to turn it back
To turn our cities with luscious grass
Is our future damned to trash
Is beauty simply a thing of the past
Only time will tell
The trash must stop if we want our human race to excel

Eric Menter, after visiting the Guatemala City Dump

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