Pity Of Humanity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Open, picturesque and quite beautiful, our planet earth
is filled with wonder and awe for everyone alive.

There's awesome landscapes covering earth, deserts,
mountains, forests, jungles, all sorts of natural
formations, oceans, rivers, lakes.

Quite an assortment of nature at our beck and call, if
only we step outdoors to enjoy it fully, when doing so
finding spiritual joy that can't be found anywhere else.

Scents, aromas, alluring us from all directions, perfect-
ion of nature itself, trees, flowers, bushes, cacti, wild-
life, fish whales, sharks, everything anyone could ever
want to see in life.

All of it spread throughout this world for us to enjoy,
and yet it seems we are too full of ourselves and our
agendas to notice most of it.

Missing minute details, always looking ahead, wondering
how to obtain money, riches, and fame, leaving simple
things by the wayside, keeping us empty within.

Neglecting our souls and interior lives for worldly and
materialistic things on earth instead, a pity of our
humanity today, bereft of the most wonderful and beautiful
part of our spiritual lives interiorly.