Is There A Key To Be Found Poem by sylvia spencer
Is There A Key To Be Found
Many years I have travelled,
around Englands country green.
I have climbed many mountains,
with views that are serene.
I have sailed across the ocean,
in tempest and in calm, holding a deep love,
for my country that keeps me from harm.
I have travelled round the world,
and seen all it's wonders.
I have also seen devastation,
from mans stupid blunder's.
The disappearance of the wildlife,
as they destroy all the green.
To make way for concrete jungles,
where no beauty can be seen.
Then fill the air with pollution,
from fast car's and insecticides,
and the effect it has on our coastline,
as she decays into the tides.
I have looked upon the people,
they dont know what harm they do.
They work in countless numbers,
just to satisfy the few.
This wonderful world is changing,
and our eyes are too blind to see.
Is there hope for the future,
perhaps one day, we may find the key.
Brilliant write Sylvia, a wonderful flowing poem with so much truth in it, and expressed so well too. Lovely read. love Ernestine XXX
This is excellent Sylvia, you feel for the world as I do, this has great content and rhyme and so well thought through, keep up the good work.
If the key was to be known then just maybe it will come from beautiful words such as these.You're amazing.My favourite line>'They work in countless numbers, just to satisfy the few.Oh so true.what insight and true presents of mind.Love Duncan
Wonderful poem, Sylvia. Let your wise, insightful voice continue to be heard! Love, Sandra
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The truth is told loud and clear for all the world to see and hear. England is suffering and the whole world too for what man continues to do. Pollute the earth, poison the animals, man will die eventually, because he- refuses to see. We must think of our children and the children they will bear. The time is now to hold the earth dear.--Thankyou Sylvia for sharing this message---Excellent piece, indeed.--Melvina---