Nature, in all her
glorious beauty,
Innocent, believes her faith to be true,
She chooses them to take on the duty,
To care for her world as she needs them to.
Innocent, believes her faith to be true,
She chooses them to take on the duty,
To care for her world as she needs them to.
A work of art, of
pristine wilderness,
Rich with life, and her bounty resplendent,
They receive the gift of her blank canvas,
Then consume her stores, over dependent.
Rich with life, and her bounty resplendent,
They receive the gift of her blank canvas,
Then consume her stores, over dependent.
They grow stronger with
Nature's nourishment,
Taking power, which turns to resource greed,
Spreading out; A plague of development,
Turn their backs from her in her time of need.
Taking power, which turns to resource greed,
Spreading out; A plague of development,
Turn their backs from her in her time of need.
Death and decay in
technology's wake,
Hungry, they consume every living space,
Nature, too late, comprehends her mistake,
In trusting her care to the human race.
Laura Freeman
April 22, 2013
Hungry, they consume every living space,
Nature, too late, comprehends her mistake,
In trusting her care to the human race.
Laura Freeman
April 22, 2013
1 comment:
heh. We both had downers for our Eart Day poems.
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