RedRavenPoems

I walked the shores of beaches long ago

Marveled as the sun danced across the waves

Turning the blue green waters into crystals of diamonds.

Felt the sand beneath my feet, that connection to the land.

The air playfully brushed my hair, a gentle touch, without a care.

The water, the land, and the sky. All so beautiful one may cry

Yet now, I see the waters, they do not dance.

The sands do not have the warmth they once did.

And the air no longer plays. It sighs a sad song.

I feel it in my bones. I feel it in my soul. And it fills me with greatest woe.

Trash heaps scattered across the land. A sign of man’s unruly hand.

Plastic and oil poison the waters. Discarded and forgotten.

Hazy smoke turns the air thick. I feel as if I would choke.

The water, the land, and the sky. They all are polluted, they all start to die.

Tis enough to make one cry.