Country Life Poem by Christopher Tye

Country Life

Country life dying out fast,
Overcome by progress and greed,
Urban spall consuming green land,
New build everywhere even the flood plains,
Townies over-running villages,
Roadside rubbish higher than the hedgerows,
Yearning for the idyll of my youth.

Lived the dream once but now it's died,
In need of rescuing while there's still some left,
Fields of green pasture and golden wheat,
England's glory all but lost for the future.

By Christopher Tye