Clouds Can Be Made To Rain
Therein lies the problem, we inadvertently do control the weather, climate warming via pollution, and clouds can be made to rain. Fauna and flora decimated, extinctions, ten plus a day. A lot of mammals threatened, marine life, more than just a few. Arthropods, insects, without some, we'd struggle to survive. Diptera, the larvae of some species help keep the planet clean. Symbiotic relationships, some critical to the air we breathe. There once was an equilibrium nature's own biological control catered to environments' only she understands. We do control nature, and its time we let go! Nature once managed till humans intervened, and those that knew way back when now turned cowards, plan to make a run! Oh yes, that's why they're still searching for that universal scarlet pimpernel, the one called planet 'B'. Have they time, six-hundred years if Hawkins got it right, but what of the world, not just a selected few, I think we all matter? I'm sure we all think that way too. Let's all forget about planet 'B', politics and boundaries. In world peace, we might have a chance. Stop pollution NOW, right NOW, no buts or ifs stop or we will become extinct. Scaremongering, well I hope I am, for if that's what it takes to make all understand, cos if we don't this planets dammed!
Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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