An atom of gold, that precious metal,
wars one and lost over glittering specks,
an arduous test of mankind's mettle,
those arteries of gold a thug protects.
Contaminating waterways with lead,
gallons of arsenic and mercury,
the extraction leaves the countryside dead,
as people extract gold in a hurry.
From the death of stars, a supernova,
precious and glittering aurum is born,
adorning the palace of Cordova,
the death of Africans that none will mourn.
And what is the price of glorious gold:
death and suffering to millions untold.
"Last Desperate Press" by Kenneth Larot Yamat
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