sitting here
looking up at you
looking down on us
watching
you reflect
that we may see
how blessed we are…
without conscience
we’ve littered
your front yard
with non-degradable
and unrecyclable
technological junk…
yet you continue
to smile on us—
cycle after cycle
in the fullness
of your celestial glow
of peace and love
that has yet
to be reflected
here on earth…
with such
a beautiful glowing
queen as you
the sun
cannot help
but to shine brightly
that we may enjoy
the mysterious beauty
you give the night…
sitting here
looking up at you
looking down on us
watching
you reflect
the day’s light
that we may see
how blessed we are…
without conscience
we’ve littered
your front yard
with non-degradable
and unrecyclable
technological junk…
yet you continue
to smile on us—
cycle after cycle
in the fullness
of your celestial glow
of peace and love
that has yet
to be reflected
here on earth…
with such
a beautiful glowing
queen as you
the sun
cannot help
but to shine brightly
that we may enjoy
the mysterious beauty
you give the night…
It seems every time I buy some stuff
It comes wrapped up in more stuff
I'm so sick and tired of all this trash
I say "enough's enough"
So tomorrow I'm packing it all in a crate
With a bio-degradable liner
Then slapping it with some postage
And sending it back to China
Yep--it's all for the contest
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