Best Poems Written by Gayle Makonin

Progress

Acid rain pours down on mother earths' beauty transforming her glorious 
wonders into riches unworthy.  Yet we'll strive to survive in the aftermath of our 
own making for the hunger of progress to power shall not be forsaken.

Her oceans once fruitfully alive, crystal clea and enormously vast are now slowly 
diminishing and progressively clouding up fast.  Plants of production continue to 
pollute as they persistently grow while mother earths' winds prevail to acridly 
blow.

Wildlife sanctuaries are politically and slowly being erected while our animals 
are being poached and left sadly unprotected.  The trees in the forest once 
abundant ever reaching for the sky are now being processed and 
stripped...literally growing to die.

The air once refreshing, we inhaled deeply within.  Now there's lung disease and 
cancer battling to win.  Vegetation once bountiful filled all the lands but greed, 
lust and power had different plans.

Our ozone layer once protected us from the suns' harmful rays... now keeps us 
hiding from her warmth for the rest of our days.  Yet we continue on in life as is 
none of this destruction matters, since advancement is our virtue never to be 
shattered.

Progress means revenue and money means power so production resumes as 
we proceed to devour, what little there is left of mother earths' treasures as we 
voraciously enjoy our own selfish measures.

There will come a day when its all said and done, where we may never see 
another rising sun.  For progress meant power and that was the key....
Progress may be power but it's a force no longer free....

Copyright © Gayle Makonin | Year Posted 2006