Drill, baby, drill
with greed-driven skill
Twisted and screwed
short-sighted and crude
Fill, baby, fill
steep buckets of swill
Deep pockets with spoil
for the barons of oil
Send the bill, baby, bill
with a stroke of the quill
To the future to pay
through the stench of decay
Kill, baby, kill
the corals and krill
Every last living thing
on land, sea and wing
Flow, black oil, flow
Grow, profits, grow
Turn, drill bit, turn
Burn, planet, burn
Spill, toxins, spill
Drill, baby, drill
Drill, baby, drill
Poem: The Coral’s Grief
Article: To green economic life: democracy!
