In my name

As I queue to acquire a new
device of technological wonder
my consent economically given
the rape and pillage of the woman
upon whose breast society rests
to extract minerals and soils
for contacts, wealth, and spoils

Dare i protest that this must end
for do i not want to pace my friend
this preoccupation, with trends

Not knowingly do i consent
to strip western deserts blind
displacing peoples and animals alike
so i can tweet my vanities at night

Who has considered the price
or who must pay
not the one that comes on pay day
rather the accumulation of change
done to the earth in each of our names