For Many a Millennia
For many a millennia
man has walked
on this earth.
During this journey
he has learned much
but not enough
for his appetite.
To feed the hunger
he grows a special
garden,
a garden filled with
technology,
each year a bigger crop
is harvested to satisfy
the increasing need
for knowledge.
For many a millennia
man has mauled
and scarred
the face of the earth,
has interrupted
and disturbed
the workings of nature
with his pollution,
destruction, wars,
tearing down,
and building up --
events of mainly
technological origins.
For many a millennia
man's knowledge has enlarged,
now it's running amok.
If it continues
we will find ourselves
buried in long forgotten
tombs of earthen crust,
from space just holes
and pot marks
in Terran soil,
on ground level
vast wastelands
excavated by man
to feed technology,
to build concrete roads
and buildings,
creating a Heaven for man,
a real hell for Earth,
a planet which millennia ago
was still uncluttered,
much greener,
pollution free.
A virgin among the stars
awaiting the then unknown
dawn of technological
rape.
1977
Copyright © Michael Todd | Year Posted 2013
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