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what a waste


A wasteful society we are 
Discarding all 
We use up and pollute 
Sparing no thought for tomorrow

The need to conserve the bounty of this land 
Has only now dawned on our 
Selfish destructive psyche 
A better late than never start for some 
A sticking plaster on a gaping wound 
Others will loudly say 

The mountains of waste we produce 
Are vast enough to have their post code 
We use but seldom recycle 
Forgetting that every supply chain 
Has its limit

Our insatiable appetite for the new 
The latest gadget 
For an upgrade 
Far out paces our planets resources 
Or our ability to make efficient use 
Of these sort after short term objects 

The laws of supply 
States that one day 
With galloping use  
The well will run dry 

Technologically advanced as we are 
We use resources most inefficiently 
Cost based analysis dictates that 
New is better than recycled 
That destruction is better than conservation 

Policies abound but watered down as they are 
By selfish opposing parties 
They send muddled signals as to what 
Our next generation will be bequeathed 

What then when the planet’s cupboard becomes bare?
We may find ourselves truly humbled 
Fallen to our knees 
A sad desperate sight that will surely be 

Use up all 
That is our mantra 
Controlling of nature is man’s silly goal
A Canute he wishes to be

Efficient use of resources is a must 
Modern society does think
This is best for primitive man
Whose wants trail behind his needs
Wastefulness is the useless badge 
Of an advanced society 

Man’s needs are many 
But must be tamed
No need to be a tree hugger to comprehend 
The dire straits we are in

Malthusian revenge of the 
Gods on high
Will cause us to implode 
A destruction we brought to our door 

Slowly we have been forced to realize 
That actions have lasting sometime 
Irreversible reactions 

Is our end nigh?
Wiped out by flood once we 
Will one day go up in flames 
Global warming it seems is not 
A scholarly debate 

Three little words 
That have much weight 

Do your bit 
If we wish to continue 
To inhabit this place 


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