Destruction- By Heidi Curtis

Destruction- By Heidi Curtis

In the few years that I've been on this earth
It seems man has fallen under a curse
A curse that yields ignorant destruction

Destroying our habitat on this earth
Is bad enough, but we wouldn't stop there.
We pillage and plunder without a thought
Of the lives and the homes we've broken up.

Our INTELLIGENCE is overstated
We give ourselves too much credit these days,
For our splendid, grandiose ACHIEVEMENTS
We tend to overlook what we can do.

Meanwhile our world is getting sicker
Oceans grow dark. Forests gone. Extinction.

Our fellow organisms are dying
On a planet that has been made toxic
For the sake of: EVOLUTION, ADVANCEMENT
All based on our "SUPERIORITY"

Our selfishness will be our undoing
Our greed and our intelligence too
In a matter of time we will be gone
Remembered as a plague that hit the Earth

After we are gone will Mother Earth rebuild?
Can she recover from our destruction?
Can she restore the things that we have lost?
Will the Earth still be inhabitable?

These questions are heavy as I write them
For I don't have any of the answers
it's a bleak situation we are in
My hope remains we can change our ways
But hope is another thing that's dying.....

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The poem above was my imitation of

A Tale- by Louise Bogan

This youth too long has heard the break
Of waters in a land of change.
He goes to see what suns can make
From soil more indurate and strange.

He cuts what holds his days together
And shuts him in, as lock on lock:
The arrowed vane announcing weather,
The tripping racket of a clock;

Seeking, I think, a light that waits
Still as a lamp upon a shelf, --
A land with hills like rocky gates
Where no sea leaps upon itself.

But he will find that nothing dares
To be enduring, save where, south
Of hidden deserts, torn fire glares
On beauty with a rusted mouth, --

Where something dreadful and another
Look quietly upon each other.