Strings Poem by JJ Evendon

I am floating in a place of emptiness
I see the world no longer at its best
Floating insignificantly amongst a myriad of stars
Tainted by man's greed, pollution and cars

I see clouds drift high in skies of blue
Above fields of green and yellowish hue
Not everything is seen as perfect as this
Takeaway sunlight and day would not exist

If on this planet there was only me and you
Somewhere living on an island that's made just for two
What if a child should come, what would happen next?
Overcrowding and pollution - I bet

I hear songs played with guitar strings
I see all sorts of beautiful things
I feel my heart beat once and again
I believe life's circle has a momentary end