Showing posts with label poet maybe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poet maybe. Show all posts

Saturday, 5 January 2008

Just a thought, to bring back one I did earlier

Are you caring enough to care.

See the clouds go sailing by, the sun breaking through now and then
Oh what joy as children play on swings roundabouts and slides.
Flower beds bloom grass grows green the trees stand tall with pride Hear the birds sing away from the traffic noise the park is the place to be.
Places of wonder and nature in town and cities across the land
But not so far away behind the the shops and superstores and
even garden sheds we leave our rubbish that can't be taken away,
The rotten food two days out of date, plastic bottles bags and a very low care rate.
For years we've been killing nature by our misdeeds.
So look long and hard because your about to leave, by choking
on the deadly carbon you produce abundantly. Enough to leave you stone cold dead.
And the children without any legacies .

Saturday, 14 July 2007

Theres a story in every picture


Like molten iron!
A burning ember from the sun.
Crashes through the arctic wasteland.
From which tidal waves will flow.
As the planet drifts closer to the sun .
The water will evaporate away.
People will be dieing and governments ,
will be in denial.
As mother earth fries