James Marshall Goff Poet Narrative

Earths Last Chance a Poet Speaks

I don't want to say goodbye

I want to say I tried

I leave you with these prayers

These ashes that I see, that haunt me in my dreams
Must be the dreams that burn
The change your hearts will feel
The water that you drink
The food you choose to eat
Can change the path we take
I know you're only one

But many look to you
The choices that you make

The forests that they burn
For profits in the aisle
Make homelessness a curse

This fragile crust of earth
This precious place called home
Is gone in just a flash
The rising seas of change
Are flooding as I write

I put these words in ink
One poets only wish

Is that I show the world
The change begins with me

I sing for all to hear, it's not too late to act
Tho devastation is at hand, the tide can
slowly change, if each of you can see

The choices that you make
Will thunder 'round the world





10/31/16
Halloween Night, 2016

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Talin Kalishian April 22, 2017 at 9:30 AM Never felt such melody whispers like angels do Best poem i have ever read.. Thankyou

Space Cadet December 7, 2016 at 9:30 PM Thank you for Speaking as a True Poet. "The forests that they burn/For profits in the aisle/Make homelessness a curse...This fragile crust of Earth..." As a poet or philosopher, one responsibility is to provide truth to those seeking it: This poem is an open door for those to gain courage to share their words, read, examine, and act. And my God Man, you've done a stellar act of stating the fact that it can start with one person, one poem. Thank you, Sir, for sharing. -- Wesley C.

Nette Onclaud November 17, 2016 at 1:21 PM how ungrateful are the hearts of men.. may we redeem ourselves by rehabilitating mother earth... inspiring me so, jimbo, wow!..huggs

Paloma P November 5, 2016 at 8:39 AM We're slowly annihilating our planet, it takes each one of us to make the effort. You have an effecting voice Jim.

Judy Ball November 4, 2016 at 3:08 PM Amen my friend. I so fully agree. I remember as a girl a Christian show used to start each day with the words: If everyone lit just one little candle what a bright world it would be. So true. One person doesn't have much clout but if each person tries just a bit it makes a big difference. Great stuff. It starts with ME. God Bless and a 777 from me. JB

Afolabi Muideen November 4, 2016 at 12:14 PM Wow! You penned this so wisely and meaningful. Thank you for posting..........A.M.

Carolyn Devonshire November 4, 2016 at 5:57 AM So far we haven't made the right choices to protect our planet. I wish everyone could see this poem and think about the consequences before choosing. I, too, believe "it's not too late to act..." But the sooner we act, the more dying species we can save. It's wonderful to see you here, Jimbo. Sending hugs to you James Marshall Goff November 4, 2016 at 5:33 PM Thanks Carolyn, same!

Arthur Vaso October 31, 2016 at 10:17 PM Wise words and a beautiful poem, well said! James Marshall Goff November 1, 2016 at 7:09 AM Thanks Arthur, just watched Leonardo Dicaprio's documentary, wow....