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Tree holocaust

27 Dec

deadtrees

Tree holocaust

Murdered trees adorn the curbs
Amongst the stinking trash
For ten years they grew beautifully
Then chopped down in a flash

Decorated for two weeks
Then discarded as junk
The ignorance behind their death
Puts me in a small funk

Idiots and imbeciles
Defend their lack of thought
By just repeating what their parents
And grandparents taught:

“They grow them for this reason, to
Be chopped down for this day!”
With all due respect, to hell
With what these people say

To hell with things they tell themselves
To justify the greed
Of killing something ten years old
Just to selfishly feed

Their desire to decorate
Their living room and smell
That “fresh pine scent” that emanates
From evergreen’s dead shell

And when Christmas is over and
The needles start to fall
Time to kick it to the curb
And next year, have the gall

To kill another decade old
Tree that was “meant to die”
Just another sign of how
Mankind has gone awry

                                    ~Miro

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Business Card

12 Aug

Business Card

“Can I get your business card?” is what
I often hear folks ask
Whenever they find out what I
Have chosen as my task

Writer, actor, editor
Director, “movie-guy”
Many different channels which
Do make all my time fly

“I may have something that I’ll need
Your help with very soon”
Not the first time that I’ve heard
Them sing that wishful tune

They use words like “Maybe” and “if”
And “possibly,” “perhaps”
Hopeful aspirations which
Bring on the “oohs” and claps

I give my card and they put it
Away for the right time
When everything falls into place
To make my cell phone chime

The thing is, my phone never rings
From someone with my card
Took a while for me to see
It’s something they discard

I wondered if maybe there was
A typo in the number
E-mail address or website
That had caused the long slumber

But nope, the data’s all correct
And as it should appear
The fate of my business card then
Becomes to me quite clear

Tossed out to the wind or at
The bottom of a bin
Ironic since it was taken
With such an anxious grin

I’ve given out hundreds of cards
And can’t recall one case
I’ve ever heard back from someone
Who followed through the chase

It’s been years since I had any
To give away, although
I still get asked quite frequently
That’s when I let them know

“My business card is now online
It’s not that hard to find
No more print expenditures
And no more trees to grind”

No website to memorize
Or number to retain
Google’s made life easier
For every cluttered brain

“Do a search for my name and
You’ll find my own website
Or look me up on Facebook and
When there feel free to write”

Don’t have room inside your head
To remember my name?
Text yourself with your cell phone
Please, show me you have game

Show me some intensity
That you do in fact care
That you know you can’t just talk
You also have to dare

To follow through, to roll up sleeves
To toil, sweat and grind
Accomplishment is not something
Just on the ground you find

Like a tossed out business card
That started out so well
Exchanged with words of how we both
Were going to excel

Waste of money, pulp and ink
I’ve come to realize
“Here’s my card” is an expression
I’ve come to despise

Because you can’t make people care
By giving them a piece
Of paper, three point five by two
And waiting for increase

In profit or in other things
Like your networking clique
It takes more than a business card
To make their interest pique

You have to make the call yourself
Or send a few e-mails
Learn from Andy in Shawshank
Persistence never fails!

So throw away your business card
Before someone else does
It’s time we all accepted that
It’s just a waste because

It’s too easy to throw away
Too easy to ignore
It doesn’t motivate us to
Do all the things we swore

Please don’t ask me for mine ‘cause
I just don’t see what good
A business card has ever done
It’s just a waste of wood

                         Miro