The greed of evil place its mighty finger,
stir the pot, circulate the mould.
Watch the tainted bodies float the sea,
disfigured, bloating...a travesty.
Seeking prosperity, careless, unkind.
The green finding itself left behind.
Oh Romeo, thou doth love Juliet so,
yet our earth takes blow after sudden blow.
Tis acid rain that falls upon the sea,
circulating so abundantly.
Covering earth, a cruel insatiable need.
Cacius fought the battle till the bitter end,
yet our earth does not have such a friend.
Ripped and stripped of its lustre and its glow,
nothing pure left to shine and grow.
Tis light became darkness, no evergreen,
our earth playing out the last scene.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: March 15/2010
Yet our earth takes blow after sudden blow; because of the wickedness of mankind on earth. Nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
neither plays nor characters are the same as they were earlier. I liked the way you have compared it to the present - way of life as well as nature. Slowly winding its way to disaster