by Donald A Carrier
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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I gazed at the blades of grass;
Lovingly they lavished my lungs;
Awash in wells of Spring rain,
They persisted through needless pain
As I flattened them with my feet.
I swam out in the deep sea;
Faithfully he flowed beneath me;
Swollen with stacks of sweet snow,
His valor he loved to show
As I scarred him with my scum.
I soared upon the great sky;
Powerfully she pushed me on;
Brimming with beams of bright light,
At sunset she gripped my sight
As I ravaged her with rubbish.
I am conquering man.
The Lord gave me dominion over creation,
And by abusing that dominion, am killing it.
O, for the day of redemption it groans.
I too, though wise of my actions, groan with it.