Amongst the green trees and electric pylons
major roads and hotels stand
in the once rural unspoilt countryside
when there was no traffic to speed
only imagining the peace beauty now lost
at natures mighty cost!
Skies above once unpolluted with chemicals
no man-made flying craft
clouds move across the darkening future
another bad summer ebbs away
as human lives slip by almost unnoticed
our reality could be easily missed!
Relaxing in a quiet place where fields once lay
as man dominates more land
greed of the few causes problems for the many
where love and respects gone
envy violence does engulf the passing bystander
just wanting to peacefully meander!
Always at risk from human stupidity and blunders
many living in constant fear
spirituality is weak the communications lacking
between cultures where’s the humanity
sitting here where once open meadows existed
fresh unspoilt life where man coexisted!
There must come a point when mankind goes too far
on a small planet near a fiery star!
The Foureyed Poet.