Odious Guise Poem by John Weber

Sustainability needs guidance
with pesticides and terminator seeds:
disease on demand by death's command.
Their cabal must trample your needs
until all gets tangled
by souls already mangled.

The plight of this flight
shall serve as a blight
on all human imagination
until only consternation
prods fatal conservation
to cloak life's giving light
in the serpent curtain of night.

Such a game serves to blame
ages of prophets who came
to understand and enlighten
souls yearning to heighten
energies burning to brighten
with heaven's promising flame
lifeforces impossible to tame.