Linger Not On Things But On Life
Why wake each morn, to a world in denial?
To its hapless, vain, impartial morals.
Where white men, in fancy collar, mistrial
worries of the poor for mindless quarrels.
Alas, plastic, carbon, tear up vast plains,
replacing life's nature for mundane trash.
That has but transient pleasure, all vain,
compared to friendship, it's pure balderdash.
Stars blinded by cities with putrid glow.
Manmade clouds, tinged green, leak the horizon.
Earthquakes, tsunamis, tornados and snow.
We fail to heed our earth's warning siren.
Take up the baton, rise up, challenge fate.
Secure our future before it's too late.
16.01.2020
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