reply to post by tsawyer2
In have attempted to edit this poem, I have been ill though, maybe this is a little better ?
Even though it’s Christmas, it has snowed, I delivered cards, presents & put up a tree things do not feel right to me.
It’s the state of this world…people are starving, dying, homeless and innocent children are sexually & violently abused.
I am not sad on the outside yet I am on the in as each day that passes I understand more that we live in sin.
Wasting clean water, food, energy…commodity’s each day, stuck in a materialistic, reputation focused way.
At night I give things thought, I complain but at least I can walk, having my faculties, I can see, hear, taste & talk.
I see lights from my window left on 24 hours a day yet when our resources run out those people will be the first to complain.
I see kids outside the shops throwing money away, not realizing in this world that money is a ten year olds full days pay.
Factories are forever billowing smoke, making mother earth cough, wheeze, choke…governments thinking it’s a joke.
The powers that be…two faced, unkind have no love or compassion for their fellow brothers & sisters of mankind.
Eating when we want, as much as we please is so precious yet it is something most do not see, only caring for possessions they seek.
Animals drove to the brink of extinction, some die out each day…still we continue to waste, destroying & hunting them with hate.
This world in which we live has been raped, abused, used…at the end of the day it us humans who will finally lose.
Mother earth in the end will wipe herself clean getting rid of the majority of people who have littered her & treated her mean.
Then we will be the ones to loose, all will be gone, hardly any planet will be left for our race to survive on !
This day may be close, these may be the end or start of new times, as I end this poem I urge you, take a look at your life...