Mystic Rose Rose Poet Rhyme

Paupers Living On Counted Hours

What have we done to our blue skies what have we done to our land 
neglectful beings that we are we abused the works of His doting hand 
What made us think that we were Kings in a Kingdom not quite ours     
with Mother Nature maimed we're paupers, living on counted hours

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Michelle Faulkner February 9, 2022 at 8:03 PM So poignant and profound, it is a travesty what we have done to the earth, and your closing lines truly resonate -

Connie Marcum Wong February 9, 2022 at 5:42 AM It is sad that the We are few polluters that put greed over our health by putting toxic chemicals into rivers and seas and land and skies, not caring about our future or future generations. Most people I know care very much and they recycle and don’t litter. I like the strong message in your poem Vie. Blessings xxoo