Final Reprieve
In the early dawn haze, I set off up Burke Hill
The absence of sound, up there, gave me a chill.
I climbed to the top, then I stopped to look down,
but the sight that beheld me, only caused me to frown.
For, where, once lay meadowland, forest and grass,
now, spralled fields of concrete, iron and glass.
I looked far and wide, I panned and I scanned,
for the flora and fauna that once roamed this land.
The new asphalt jungle looked hostile and cold
But a few hardy denizens
tried to be bold
I spotted a beautiful white speckled fawn
silently grazing on somebody’s lawn.
A ravenous bear and raccoon picked through trash.
Their homes, all their habitat, gone in a flash!
I sighed, for contentment, was far from my mind.
How could humanity be so unkind?
There must be a way for mankind to subsist
To be one with nature, why do we persist?
Do we really need mansions
where forests should be?
Must we always destroy everything that we see?
We have poisoned the oceans,
and the air we all breathe
it is time to give nature
a final reprieve.
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