Degradation
In the beginning was a great paradise
perfectly created* by God for mankind
wondrous gift to tend with grace He does suffice.
Paradise indeed, yet now badly maligned
as inhabitants caused her to be oppressed
hurt by their negligence and folly entwined.
With technology soaring to progress’ crest
men’s exploits afflicted so much Mother Earth
making her grieve in pain, not anymore blest.
Oh, sighing in disgust at arrogance-mirth
Mother Nature with stern warning never fails
tolerating not abuse turning to dearth.
Let’s heed to our planet’s degradation ails
Lest we despair, yet too late, with regret wails.
*Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.
September 16, 2021
3rd place, "This or That, Vol 7" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 10/9/2021.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2021
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