Hope For The Future Poem by Kim Senior

Hope For The Future.

Mother Earth she's been patient with her hosts
Watching humankind turn one another into ghosts.
Listening to the sounds of torture and of war,
Feeling the pain of drills which into her body bore.

Scars upon her landscape from mechanisation's tools,
Suffering the indignation of being raped by fools.
Her once clear blue waters polluted by oil tanker spills,
Green trees torn from her flesh to satisfy sawmills.

She feels her body burning as her land is cleared,
Rivers dry from drought and with our bodies smeared.
She gasps her sighs of anguish in agony and pain,
Her skies black as charcoal whip up a hurricane.

Her heart is beating fiercely, molten rocks pulsating through her veins,
Volcanoes spew their lava to cover earth's terrains.
Mother Earth she can't take much more of this,
Her crust cracks wide open, buildings fall into the abyss.

Her tears cascade from the heavens up above,
Torrential rain washes the land and cools her body in the flood.
Who are we to interfere with nature's balancing act?
We may perish in the process but Earth will survive intact.

She's fighting back not to punish, but to help us realise,
That unless we change our ways it will be our own demise.
There's hope yet for the future if now we all take note,
The last thing Mother Earth intends is our extinction on which to gloat. 😢

Kim Nelson Senior.