Still Drops Fall Poem by Gert Strydom

Still drops fall
while a child cries, while the day dies
and dark is the sky
covered in clouds, darker than night

while for money men do terrible things
and factories produce at any cost,
even the lost of clean air,
the destruction of the ozone layer,
even if it causes seasons to change,
deserts to form and rain to pour down
in great floods

and the echoes of war machinery rings
with super powers raiding
for scarce resources,
with politicians telling lies,
covering their actions
with self inflicted military assaults

and hungry the starving man
is covered with falling drops
far too late for his scorched crops

lightning bolts are echoing
are coming down in blue-white flashes
and a barely solvent commercial farmer looses
his last stock
being killed from electric shock,

hammering rain pours down,
flooding cities and towns
causing havoc to the ordinary man

and the catastrophe is man made
sprouting from the need to own,
sprouting from greed

and still drops fall
while a child cries, while the day dies
and dark is the sky
covered in clouds, darker than night.