Poetry – Too Many

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Too Many

Too many people.

Too many by far.

All burning up energy.

Travelling by car.

Killing the wildlife.

Chopping the trees.

Covering with concrete.

Nature brought to its knees.

How to reduce this vast population?

Reduce the numbers – nation by nation?

Maybe Gaia is raising her head?

Giving her warning –

Change –

Or we’ll all end up dead.

Opher – 16.4.2020

Humanity has increased in numbers to a ridiculous level. We are swamping the planet and destroying nature.

Global warming and species diversity, deforestation, over-fishing, mass extinctions, plastic, ozone layer, pollution.

The problems are huge and global.

We show no real signs of grappling with these problems. They impinge on profits!!

So we continue to rape the planet and destroy nature. Perhaps the planet is getting fed up with us?

Poetry – Too Many

Posted on by Opher

Too many

People everywhere

Crammed in like matchsticks –

Boxes into boxes

Filling every corner

Driving out the life

Swatting the flies

With a pot plant on the mantle.

People everywhere

In cars careering into the future

On mopeds with dreams of cars

Frantically propelled

In pursuit of progress.

Providing food upon the table.

People everywhere

Marching purposefully along pavements

Staring ahead

With minds nicely contained

And dreams restricted

People everywhere

Sitting in front of screens

In offices with air-conditioning

And protocols

So that they do not have to think

People everywhere

In boxes within boxes

Watching boxes

Being boxed

And avoiding thinking about the box

They will all end up in.

10.2.2017

Too Many

What a shame.

There are too many of us destroying everything, reducing the beauty to rubble, creating wasteland out of wilderness, producing rubbish and consuming the world.

Too much filth, grime and litter. Too much smoke and gas. Too many kids.

We travel in boxes and live in boxes shut away from the natural world and are fed the views we are to assume. We are controlled, organised, restricted and contained.

There is a homage to Malvina Reynolds in here too. I do adore Malvina.

I wrote this before I travelled through Asia again and witnessed the tsunami of humanity that is engulfing the planet. It is far more destructive than any wave of any magnitude.

It leaves me full of dread on many levels.