Pollution

standing on the beach of life
looking out beyond the shore
slowly moving cargo ships
where have they been before?

disappearing ocean revealing muddied sand
exposing earths weaknesses
filthy toxic rubbish, dumped by man
why are we not sorry for what we have done

moon working overtime as it changes hands
sun moving lower down to dodge the darkening clouds
now walking the darkness on this distant land
my heart is crying, please come and hold my hand

what is our fate and where are we going?
how can we rectify these wrongs?
would it be sane if we could manage to change
our overated politian's and business mens brains.

our children grow older with disease as the norm
ailments are many in our worlds hailstrom
an economic price for our need to progress?
when will we learn from our own stupidness?

I cling to new hope show my kids some more
of what the earth was like, in a time before
sowing a seed which nurtures their need
to carry on teaching and hopefully succeed.