Tenth anniversary: Chevron oil refinery, Richmond, CA, May 21, 2023

On the tenth anniversary of the refinery fire
We stand at the gates choking on our outrage, on our grief

On the tenth anniversary of the refinery fire
We stand at the gates crying out in condemnation and sorrow

Crying out at the spike in children’s asthma and other lung diseases
In communities nearby and wherever refineries stew their toxic brew

Crying out against carbonized greed on a planetary scale
Greed that turns health into sickness, life into death

Our ancient cry rises out of the Mesozoic past
Out of vast moldering swamps and marshes

Out of epic decay and decomposition and disintegration
Out of life’s incessant transformation and rebirth

The dinosaurs cry out
“Do not use our bodies this way!”

The children cry out
“Do not treat our bodies this way!”

The birds and fish and mammals and bugs cry out
“Do not disregard our bodies this way!”

And loudest of all, the great silent Earth whispers in the spinning darkness
“This is our only body.”

On the tenth anniversary of the refinery fire
We stand at the gates crying out, crying out, crying out . . .

Buff Whitman-Bradley’s poetry has been widely published in print and online journals. He has a new book coming out from Finishing Line Press, A Friendly Little Tavern Somewhere Near the Pleiades. Read other articles by Buff.