The earth’s beginning to creak and groan
Like a rusty hinge in a country home
Or an ancient voice on the telephone,
That screeches – ‘Somebody, help! ’
Too many people, somebody said,
Too much carbon, not enough bread,
Too much greed in the neighborhood,
But please – ‘Somebody, help! ’
Trees are burning, the fields are dry
The sun is scorching the southern sky,
The ice is melting, so by and by
Won’t please – ‘Somebody help! ’
The earth is cracking from rim to rim
While water drains from the river’s brim,
The smoke pours out ‘til the light grows dim,
Stand up! – ‘Somebody help! ’
The rich get rich and the poor get poor
But nobody’s worried except Al Gore,
I wonder what God, in his wisdom saw –
‘Won’t Somebody – Somebody Help! ’
24 December 2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poem with a definite point of view David. Unless more people wake up to the importance of making the well being of the planet a priority there will be no option but for Earth to purge itself of humanity.