It is time to read this again after the oil mess. :/
'Epitaph To Earth'
Oh...Mother Earth
Hold us once again
to your breast
Just one more chance
To preserve Nature's best
For it is spring...
Yet the grass stays brown
Trees wear no green crown!
No flowers fair
To scent the putrid air
The birds are still
Smog blotted out the sun
Now painful knives the chill
Some said this would happen...
But who believed?
Mother Earth...dying...whispers
Too late now for a solution
Cause of death? Man's pollution.
Kesti
1975©
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