paradise found a precious birth miracle misty
paradise lost the tragedy of fallen humanity
we seek strive instinctively to find creatively
our way back to earth womb original sanctuary
an angel no longer stands guard prohibitively
denying entrance with sword drawn threateningly
industrialization allows us to waste mechanically
all ground before us in curse resource banditry
we destroy habitats life ozone layer simultaneously
we destroy our planet in degrees with impiety
we destroy ourselves in soulless dismal stupidity
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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