Until the End of Days

When the last wild tree has fallen, Concrete covered last bare earth, When we've finally completed Rape of the Mother Earth, When the last bird has flown freely, The last wild animal safely caged, Will we be proud of the warfare Against nature mankind has waged. When the earth is one big city With an outlook bare and bleak Will we have finally achieved The victory we seem to seek, The natural world confined in Glassed arboretum, in zoos And nature is reduced to manicured Manufactured sterile views, When machines have pumped oxygen Cleansing carbon oxides from the air, Oceans been cleansed of the garbage We had in the past thrown in there. When global warming is controlled And the climate has settled down Wondering if life will be of value If, when looking around The only view is the buildings Of the one big sprawling town. No more swinging swaying Freely whispering trees To accompany the birdsong Drifting on a spring breeze. Or a poignant scene So hard to forget, A skein of wild geese flying Against an autumn sunset