Bravo! Wonderful, ironic and touching haiku and a super tribute to William Blake who was the first poet who envisioned the dangers of industrialization:
When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could scarcely cry 'weep! 'weep! 'weep! 'weep![a]
So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep.
I love the juxtaposition of images here – we have the ability to see and know our "blue planet" through technological miracles such as the satellites, which have provided the photographs of Earth that for the first time allowed humans to see and appreciate the world like a "grain of sand" on the shores of the cosmic ocean; and yet that same technological advancement risks polluting and destroying the environment we rely on for survival.
I particularly love the confronting choice of final image. Polymer beads – seed-like, yet almost completely non-biodegradable for thousands of years. As we reap we shall sow…