Theft of a Planet
by E T Waldron
Thursday, March 30, 2006
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Sitting and nodding in my cave
I stare out into oblivion
Unable to penetrate the smog
My mind trying to fathom
What did Creator come from
Some believe there was nothing
Adhere to the big bang theory
But question looms, how "things"
out of nothing become something
Knowing about the mythology
The doctrines and creeds
Creator's and humanities deeds
Wondering where and when
We took the first wrong turn
Deciding the simple life to spurn
Mankind building always in haste
Giving no thought to industrial waste
Unsatisfied with earths natural energy
Had to go nuclear use it to destroy
Always inventing reasons for duress
Finding favor technological progress
We never ask what the effects will be
Saying we must keep up with modernity
Now global societies searching for ways
To undo the damage prolong lifes days
The atmosphere crying in polluted pain
Looks at humanity with much disdain
Knowing it only has a short time left
Since humanity came with a heart of theft
To taint pure water, steal the fresh air
Strip the environment until it's bare
Recital Fertile Fantasy
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|Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher
|This is a breathtaking picture! Sadly your poem is all too true. Wonderfull penned.
Birgit and Roger
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|And once its all gone, what do we do then...this should be under Nature category...I love the pic, wish I could visit that spot...someday...ed|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|It is sad where humanity has got to. Some days, I truly feel that it is hopeless and that this race is doomed. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Love and peace,
|Reviewed by L. Figgins
|Sadly true. We always have our eyes on the goal, not stopping to think of the consequences of our actions. Einstein himself had reservations. But those in their greed for power paid no heed. I do think that Nature can renew herself if we do choose not "to spurn the simple life" and return to our roots. I remember a monologue by George Carlin about the environment saying that earth will "shake us off like a bad virus". Hopefully we'll come to our senses before we destroy ourselves, for we're the ones in danger of extinction. She and the Creator have the ultimate dominion. This is a voice in the wilderness from one who loves both. Ty, Eileen...
|Reviewed by John Bidwell
|Thank you for this Eileen.
You are one of Earth's treasures.
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
I ditto Jerry's comments
Mankind is certainly evil...and also sinful...:)
I love that spiritual picture
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|A very sad but certainly truthful commentary on how we have ruined this once pristine planet. I don't know if it is able to be undone, certainly not in the short run. I hope we will see the light and find ways to live well and still preserve the planet.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Sigh. Hope that cave is air conditioned. That is if it doesn't polute the countryside. I hear you talking, Eileen, mankind is evil.|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Powerful stuff sis!!
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Ah Eileen, such a powerful truth in this excellent and wise poem, they better wake up soon, or we will have nothing left for our children.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
How Creator came to be: He was, He is, He ever will be. :)
As for what we've done to His Universe, if I were Him (thank God I'm not!!), I'd be seriously angry. I wouldn't be so merciful.
A crying shame...a no holds barred condemnation of mankind's greed and lack of caring. Excellently penned!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|It IS a crime how we are treating our planet! Powerful, much-needed write; very well done, Eileen! BRAVA!
(((HUSG))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
|Reviewed by Susan de Vegter
|GREED is what boils in man. It causes war, blight and desease and man is the most gullible machine on earth when his sensitivity is pure apathy. We need more awareness poems like yours.