Amid the wreckage
Amid the palm oil and the stumps;
Amid open mines, plastic in clumps,
Concrete and lawn, culverts and dumps,
No place to eat,
No place to drink,
No place to nest,
No time to blink.
Opher 13.4.2018
Amid the wreckage – a poem
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… deeper sigh ….
Oh dear. Not inspired to action then?
Oh, yes. I do my bit, Opher 🙂
That’s good! If we all did our bit I reckon it would make a big difference.
Keep going
Cheers Anna.