An Antitheist’s Prayer For The Planet

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An Antitheist’s Prayer For The Planet

In the chaos of a warming world,
Ecological disaster unfolds before our eyes
Species slip away into the shadows of extinction
Nature on the run, fleeing from our careless hands

Food webs unravel, connections severed
Habitats lay in ruins, destroyed by our greed
No thought for the future, no concern for the consequences
We march forward blindly, leaving chaos in our wake

No harmony, no intelligence in our actions
Man is not apart from nature, but a part of it
Yet we act with cruelty and heartlessness
Ignoring the cries of the earth, the pleas of the wild

We must remember our place in this delicate balance
We must tread lightly, with reverence and respect
For the world around us is a fragile web of life
And we hold the power to protect or destroy

Let us choose wisely, let us choose with love
For the future of our planet, of all living beings
Depends on the choices we make today
In a world where man and nature must find harmony once more.

Opher – 2. 4. 2024

The myth is that our nomadic hunter gatherer ancestors cared about nature; the truth is they didn’t.

We’ve always been cruel and heartless, unintelligently hunting to extinction, killing for pleasure.

Anthropocene Apocalypse – A World Crisis?

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Anthropocene Apocalypse – a world crisis?

As the world population soars towards a projected 10 Billion.

As the world’s mammals have been decimated to 44% of what they were 40 years ago!

As the world’s invertebrate population has crashed by nearly half in the last forty years!

As the elephant and lion now join the tiger, rhino and jaguar on the endangered list!

Are we approaching a day when the natural world will be nothing more than a footnote in the history books?

Will we be showing our children and grandchildren the remnants of our wild-life in zoos?

Will we be pollinating our flowers by hand?

Does anybody actually care?

You can read about my own observations and feelings about this in my book:

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Anthropocene-Apocalypse-Opher-Goodwin/dp/1502427079/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1412977406&sr=1-4&keywords=opher+Goodwin

Please give it a read and pass it round to all your friends. It is time we did something about it. We can alter the zeitgeist!

Poetry – Nature on the Run

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Nature on the Run

Nature on the run

In a great killing spree;

Chainsaws, chemicals and bullets

By political decree.

Rainforests – the lungs

Of the world –

In danger of choking

As all the trees are felled.

Displaced creatures

Crawl off to die.

As thoughtless greed

Threatens you and I.

Opher – 8.7.2019

There is a great madness at work as we continue to plunder and pillage nature without a thought for the future.

Species after species is sent tumbling to extinction so that executives of corporations and politicians can live in luxury.

Without a thought for tree or creature we are ripping up the world.

Bolsonaro puts profit before Nature.

Poetry – Our Layer in the Rocks

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Our Layer in the Rocks

I like our layer in the rocks

With all my kith and kin.

I’d have liked to see it thicker

But we chose to make it thin.

It resembles a museum

Of all we could achieve.

But no sooner had we started

Than it was time for us to leave.

Opher 18.5.2016

Our Layer in the Rocks

For some strange reason we always think that things will go on the way they are; against all the odds. Things always change.

We get caught out every time. The unexpected always knocks us for six.

We seem to think we can do what we like with impunity and there will be no repercussions. That is madness. There are repercussions to everything.

As we go around trashing the planet for fun or greed we assume that we will be able to carry one forever. Who needs the plants and bees? Who needs the wilderness? So what if there are no chimpanzees?

Yet we are part of the web.

We are busy laying down the foundations of our own demise. As with all the other fossils we will end up as a layer in the rocks. How thick and how important will be determined by what we do in the near future.

If we are intelligent we will look after our life-support system.

This poem is a little pessimistic but I wrote it in hopes that we will wake up and deal with the mess we are creating before the mess deals with us. I don’t want to be in that layer just yet and I’d like it to be much thicker.