Alan Jeeves Poet Quatrain

A Lament For Futurity

I weep for trees and forests,
We laid them all to waste.
Will children have no air to breath,
No atmosphere to taste?

I weep for mighty oceans
We trashed them to the brim.
Will children of the life therein
Protract no place to swim?
     
I weep for northern icelands,
A thawing polar crown.
Will children of the Inuit
Become condemned to drown?

I weep for fields and meadows,
Poisoned long ago.
Will children of the landscape
Reap no seeds to sow?
         
I weep for man's futurity
Ere I take my sleep.
Will children of the morning's dawn
Beget no tears to weep?

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