Trashed

I remember in my youth
Give a hoot, don't pollute 
And the Indian gentleman 
Who cried a tear over his trashed land

As I view the world today
And the way we all behave
Tossing trash from out our cars
Where in the world do we think we are

When all is done and all is said
Who's going to clean up this mess
As garbage blows in front of me
Like haphazard desert tumble weeds

That part of life I don't get
Why can't we pick up our own trash
Were we all born into royalty 
Expecting others to cater to our needs

Treating Mother Earth like a garbage bin
When did it come down to this
She says she's tired of being trashed 
And begging please pick up your mess

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Cheryl Hoffman

Date: 12/16/2017 6:22:00 PM

I remember that Indian commercial from the 1970's too…a very thought provoking environmental write Mike!~Che :)

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 12/16/2017 8:29:00 AM

So true. I am reminded of that jingle that's finally stopped playing: "the solution to pollution is dilution"; we're supersaturated now.