Legacy

In the 1960’s all around me were cheerful chants
inviting us all to ‘Make Love not War’
John Lennon asked us to give peace a chance,
some joined the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament.
We all wanted earnestly to save the environment.

I inhale this polluted air and wonder 
what has happened - why has it gone asunder
 
Now, our legacy to our future generations
is an earth that has been raped, robbed
of her fruitfulness until her soil is barren
so, we can genetically modify food to eat
cause animal cruelty for production of meat

Now, fish are being choked and shredded to pieces
by hazards we dispose of in the rivers and seas
and they are far from being the only dammed species
who are being erased for the sake of human supremacy. 

Earth is rebelling, her weathers have gone into a frenzy
raging ravenous bush fires consuming precious lives,
animal, human, plant nothing in its vexed path survives.
Ferocious storms flooding the earth, threatening
to drown out communities, cruelly devastating.

Is it too late to realise that the fumes from our cars
the cigarettes we smoke, the waste that we dump so recklessly
the spiteful, uncaring ways we mistreat the environment
leaving solutions to be found each successive government.

We can still see the blue sky on a good day
we can still breathe air, though not so fresh
we can still enjoy the beauty of flowers
and hear birdsong, 
but, for how long?

Now, our troubled youth are killing each other
they  see no tomorrow on the blurred horizon.
Younger generations are trying to rescue their future
 to salvage their legacy from the rubble we have created.

As for making love not war 
in this world, this world of today peace stands no chance
and love is just a word of four letters.

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