This
special time on the calendar,
a
point to think during one hour
of
this wonderful planet Earth,
reflecting
man's abusive devour,
of
other species and environmental beauty
across
the oceans to mountainous terrains,
with
arctic circles, the fields and forest
with
heat, ice and snow to when it rains.
An
ever increasing population
living
in great comfort and wealth,
or
many live and die in destitute,
in
conflict or very poor health.
But
this is not about man,
it
is about Mother Earth as we know,
as
it spins during this hour
through
space with a colourful glow.
A
small moon compares to other planets,
containing
so much conflict and strife,
this
prominent blue, green and white, world
with
colours mixed to give so much life.
I
think to myself if someone asked me,
where
or what this Earth is?
Would
I believe it is the same place?
Is
it Nature's wonder or is it his?
Is
this Heaven or Hell?
What
are the ideal solutions?
to
keep this wonderful planet
free
from man's toxic pollutions?
So
I think what I should do,
not
ought to, or think of doing next time.
We
just have to stop killing the Earth.
If
we don't, that will be the ultimate crime.
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A beautiful and heartfelt poem
ReplyDeleteThank you my Love xxx
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