Sunday, March 22, 2015
The Demise...
The Demise...
The Spirits listened as strangers approached
A path through the woods seldom used
Their footfalls were soft, muffled by fallen debris
The trees felt fear, leaves quaking in the sun
Except for their roots they'd take off and run
Birds silenced their songs
While all became still
What could be coming from off of the hill?
The earth she did tremble from footfalls so near
Where once there was peace was now only fear
Then man stepped among them and everything changed
Houses were built where wildlife once ranged
So many years later the landscape is gone
Where beauty and quiet once filled the space
Havoc and hatred have now taken their place
God created the beauty, then made His mistake
He placed there inside it the whole human race
Copyrighted by: C Hummel Kornell
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Such sadness. Such loss.
ReplyDeleteI was there, super excited with the forest... Then the silence broke my heart.
Wonderfully done.
Thank you so much, Magaly.
DeleteI really enjoyed the idea behind this... Very inspirational!
ReplyDeleteWhat is happening to our world breaks my heart. If only we could realize what we are doing before it's too late.
DeleteHumans are a scourge upon the earth- good one.
ReplyDeleteAt the very least we humans are a bit thoughtless when it comes to our Mother Nature.
DeleteI was thinking a fire..but man is the worst! And just look at what we have done. Your write made me think and earth day is coming up in April!
ReplyDeleteYou bless me with your remarks--if we can just make others aware of how fragile our world is then perhaps we can stop the demise. Thank you.
DeleteSo much of the area that I live in has been cut down to make room for McMansions. This poem describes how I feel when I see yet another patch of land disappear to make room for more of them.
ReplyDeleteRommy,
ReplyDeleteIt's as if we never consider that each decision we make has consequences and may end in a way that adversely affects generations yet to come.
Your opening lines set a most perfect mood, whatever could it be.....coming from off of the hill? Let it be an end to more demise of mother earth.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Karen, I am happy to find that there are many of us out there who are interested in our wonderful world.
DeleteThe last two lines of your poem say it all - God created and man violated.
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid, we humans, are going to pay for it some way or another.
Oh, Duta, me too. So much beauty and habitat have been lost already. It's good to hear from you, I have missed you!
ReplyDeleteNicely penned. It is sad to know woodland creatures are forced into towns and cities for survival.
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