Earths Demise Is Mans Rise Poem by Marcus McKinley

From the time of first existence
It began
A simple tool
held in hand
it insured our survival
Living off the land

In seasons we traveled
Never taking more than we need
Hearing the messages of nature
As a native Indian culture
From them we should have learned

Notice I didn't say native American
That would imply possession
Of a land within a nation
And under a natural creation
One can not own mother earth

Which leads me to our current situation
Of ignoring our own starvation
To pay for the destruction of civilizations
Over crowding our population
With housing on clear cut land liberations
As we smother the face of the planet
Like acne on the face of a teen
Killing all of mother natures creatures
In habitats no longer green

All for a monetary gain
What exactly is acid rain?
Why does smog make the sunset red?
Maybe if all of the countries
Worked in cooperation
instead of competition
Our planet won't end up dead

Who is the harbinger
Executing this plan
I believe the name is
MAN