Progress?
If I could watch the sun set behind the sea
instead of looking out on old factory gates
If I could listen to the sound of birdsong
instead of hearing the constant traffic's drone
What would I give, to be free to choose?
to cast these morbid scenes away?
to live where it's green,?
to breath air that's clean!?
to get back to a life before we "progressed" to this?
I would give all that I have!
Copyright © June Fone | Year Posted 2010
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