Universe

One small word to describe so vast a space.
Universe magnificent in each place.
Perfect creations adorning each room.
Each plant knows best time to open its bloom.

Every creature knows where he belongs.
No bird's distracted by the other songs.
Late arrival humans have changed things a bit,
Their egos convinced there is better fit.

So they tinkered and soon changed things around,
Even started taking oil from the ground.
Animals are dying as are some plants,
Because mankind got too big for its pants.

The problem is now ours, the climate change,
Because we were sure we could rearrange.

Written: July 2, 2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Mitra Avatar
July 15, 2019 at 10:29 PM
I love your writing very much
Johnson Avatar
July 10, 2019 at 10:29 AM
Thank you Leslie for reading my poetry this morning. Some days no one does. LoveJ
Johnson Avatar
July 10, 2019 at 10:05 AM
Human blight, you are so right. Perfection is not ours. I think that mankind has lost sight of the beauty in the flowers.
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