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My Forest Tears
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Ethnomusicology about forest in Indonesia; See more on www.gekkovoices.com The poem is Here at one time orangutans played joyfully eating fruits and leaves of the trees swinging between the branches generation upon generation for thousands of years Here at one time the Meranti, Ulin, and Kamper trees stood sacredly in great forests wild orchids bloomed and faded in-synch with the rhythms of the universe Here at one time the Dayak with their blowpipes hunted deer for their dinner oo… the plentiful fruit and fish abundant healing leaves Here at one time the sun shone brightly pouring its light on the dense rain forest chlorophyll turned CO2 to O2 creating fresh, clean air Nowadays no rain forest remain gone are the Dayak and their culture gone are the orangutans, only a sad story with its historical garbage is left behind Nowadays millions of hectares of dry barren land the dried roots of the trees remain and huge holes of acid run-off water left behind after the coal was sucked dry Nowadays the red sun shines watching officials, businessmen, and foreign investors greedily cut down the trees planted and nurtured over thousands of years Oh, my people … my people nowadays … angry Mother Earth sends floods thousands of innocents lose belongings and lives while the sinners play golf with their mistresses Aach … my forest laments its eyes are swollen its mouth gasps for breath Oh …. you will see when the islands are drowning the deserts expanding disasters grow more violent … disasters grow more violent.
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