Then and Now

In the beginning God did create
In seven days, a perfect place.
Man and beast, trees and hills,
Rugged lands and daffodils.
Clear were the skies, clean was the air,
No need to have a Smokie the Bear.
The trees were tall,
Yet some were small,
Wanting to be a tree so tall.
Animals played in the sun all day
While butterflies fluttered
In the skies, did play.

And that was then……….

And now……..

Like the belly that is never satisfied,
We kept building and building
And hurting the skies.
We destroy the lands everyday,
This was never God’s intended way.
The drilling and spilling of the earth’s inner core
The melting of glaciers, crying out “no more!”.
The sink holes promising to refill the lands,
All at the dangerous hands of man.
Bombs being ignited and sent to and fro,
Rockets meddling in the heavens to go.
We’ve damaged our planet,
What’s another two or three?
Soon our air won’t be fit to breathe.
The water is weak and the fish are dying,
But it’s at our hands, so why are we crying?
The endangered list is growing daily,
But it’s at our hands, because of our killings.
The summers are hotter, the winters are colder
I wonder if we could be so much bolder.
We can’t blame God, it’s not his fault,
We are destroying His world, our melting pot.
We had our Eden, and then we left,
To try and improve, all that we kept.
We shunned all we had,
We played with free will,
Let us think, what is left for us to kill?
We’ll knock down the mountains
From the inside out,
And then we will cry and shout,
Because of the droughts.
The natural basins will all wash away,
Then there won’t be a place
For all the children to play.
The fields will all drown
And the crops won’t grow---
We’ll put up our tractors, rakes and hoes.
Disease will quickly fall into place,
This will be the end of the human race.

ã04-12-2008, Melanie L. Garrison