Universe
One small word to describe so vast a space.
Universe magnificent in each place.
Perfect creations adorning each room.
Each plant knows best time to open its bloom.
Every creature knows where he belongs.
No bird's distracted by the other songs.
Late arrival humans have changed things a bit,
Their egos convinced there is better fit.
So they tinkered and soon changed things around,
Even started taking oil from the ground.
Animals are dying as are some plants,
Because mankind got too big for its pants.
The problem is now ours, the climate change,
Because we were sure we could rearrange.
Written: July 2, 2019
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2019
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