Poetry – Once


Once the land lived.

                It hummed

                                With a trilling of wings.

A rustle of green leaves

                And the thud of many hooves.

Now it is only the wind

                That hums

                                And rustles brown leaves

And the only thud

                Is that of tree trunks.

Opher 1.5.2019

I truly despair at the massive destruction we are causing all over the world as we casually cut down the rainforests for profit.

Places so full of life are reduced to deserts.

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