Angele Toomey Poetry

Yes, that is a pun on Ant Music by Adam and The Ants! A real blast from the past for those of us in the age group that had the New Romantic moment of the 80s.

There is a serious message in the poem itself.

Antithesis of Life
In the tunnels I call home,
life is made and unmade
just as it has always been.
But something above is shifting,
I taste the taint slowly seeping into my world.

For a longest time
le carried debris from the forest floor,
Living as we were meant to.
When the crumbs of bread arrived,
all the trees were taken away.

Strange monsters roamed above us
growling, making the ground shudder. 
And now it's plastic bits I find,
eternal colours and a hardness 
that does not have, or give, life.

So I roam my tunnels,
mourning those great forests 
turned to waste.
Where once was soil, life,
concrete paths and crops of plastic grow.

The land, once green and vast,
choked with waste, the die is cast.
I live in your shadow world
but we share the fate:
a world that slowly fails.