There’s no space – a poem

There’s no space

 

Amid the debris and the trash

Scummy water

Oil and fumes

There’s no space.

 

Amid the bare rock and sand

Scavenged land

Concrete blocks

There’s no place.

 

Amid the dreams and schemes

The planning office

And the plans

There’s no space.

 

Amid the smoke and acid rain

Climate change

Effluent and crime

There’s no place.

 

Amid the gunfire and the fire

Bulldozer tracks

Chainsaw and mire

There’s no space.

 

Among the houses and the roads

Amidst the cities

Fields and farms

There’s no place.

 

Opher 13.4.2018

8 thoughts on “There’s no space – a poem

  1. Hey Opher, Namaste 🙂

    All this comes about because world leaders have no vision only the capacity for destruction and dominion over all of nature including people.

    ‘There’s no space’ – except for expansive thinking found between words of your poem inspiring us to do the same 🙂

    Namaste 🙂

    DN

      1. Indeed my friend we could do a far better job than those currently warmongering in Syria.

        Always good t pop over and catch up with your thoughts. A poetic-triptych for my breakfast served Opher style: wholesome nutritious and expansive food for thought.

        Namaste 🙂

        DN

      1. Well try not to think about it. World War 3 doesn’t happen every day. They are all a bunch of power-mad war-mongers and Britain is just a US satellite.

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