PROGRESS

early-in-the-morning-daily-constant
five, maybe sixth, senses are affronted
squealing, screeching, rumbling,
cacophonous, grinding trains
farting trucks and buses
belching, beeping,
pounding, banging equipment—
neat and tidy lines in mines
scraping mountains, raping land
constructing dusty capitalistic
PROGRESS—how great the cost!

bird songs, peace, quiet
sacred silence disappears
heartaches of PROGRESS