Decimation
17 January, 2000
Author: Simon Marshland
Where fly our bees and butterflies
Where nest our birds of song
Who cares if our last meadow dies
Who bothers what’s gone wrong
What selfish careless things we’ve done
How deep should be our shame
Cupidity and greed have won
Base urge of the inane
This land is ours but ours on trust
Not ours to mar despoil
Ten million years turned back to dust
Two thousands wasted toil
There is still time but only just
Still time to mend our ways
And together with concerted thrust
Reverse this trend that slays
Aid the miracle of rebirth
For the children yet unborn
To shape a fresh and new Earth
With a living breathing dawn
------- Author's Notes -------
Your country is very much bigger than ours so maybe the problem is not so acute. But here the policy of pesticides and hedgerow destruction to make way for ever larger farm machinery, has taken a terrible toll on the insect population that forms the vital basis of the food chain. The appearance of snowdrops reminded me of the many now extinct species that caused me to write decimation last summer. |
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