Oil!
Do not think light of it,
Men kill and fight for it.
When spilled on waters clean
it makes a silkened sheen
as life is choked and stilled.
Unclean!

Oil!
It smokes the air and breath,
exhausted smell of death.
It sends our thirsty cars
to shopping malls and bars,
to places near and far.
"We can't survive without a car!"
But what about a global war?

Oil!
Black, mucky substance of the earth
brought to the surface as a birth
of power and wealth, and self-esteem.
Fulfill a wish; complete a dream.

Oil!
Was it placed here so we can steal,
and fight and kill - to turn a wheel?
Is that it's purpose? Creator's plan
for precious oil in the world of man?
Oil!