Sour Earth

Sour earth
Giving birth
Nasty stains
Labour pains
Chemicals that do no good
Leave their marks
Ill - just ill
Let the oil spill
Lit a match
Will never douse
Increase the dial
Not worthwhile?

We are naught but a tile
Intricate pattern
Much like Saturn
Individuals - not individualists
Can't escape the bars of a UPC prison
No one will listen
Seen as a worthless mission
They will learn after initial fission
If they survive
Yet hope's alive
And one, yes one, can change
To keep the hope alive