Now, it is crumbling
The precious natural framework
Being destroyed by one race of things
Soon, it will be over
Planet Earth used as if a children’s toy
Soon, we will be naught but dust
Humanity having enjoyed this pleasant toy for too long
Time is unforgiving
It does not stop, it is the whole, we are the fractions
And if we don’t act before our section is finished
We will be the victims of our own actions
A Walk in the Woods by Oscar Williams (7E)
Trees like skeletons, with their withered, naked bones, sway lifelessly like pup- pets on a string,
Might were they in their glory days, tall and proud like kings and queens.
Moist leaves which once clothed them now mock them at their feet,
Yellow seeping from their every pore,
Their majestic reign ended once more.
We walk on.
Lonely birds, the camouflage of their nests cruelly stolen, continue on their quest,
Circling above, circling above, circling above.
Their squawks, like human cries, echo through the silence,
Like bullets across the sky,
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