10/02/2026
🌏What on earth
What is going on ,in this world that we belong ,
The masses there are to feed ,yet in our sorrows we bleed,
The corporate companies shares are held ,all for your security,
They r**e the virgin earth some more , defile , her sacred purity.
For it is easy to deceive ourself ,
That we care for the planets health,
All the time that we are dining on her resources,
We don't stop whining, over our different courses.
We started with the oil , it bubbled from the ground ,
So happy was Edwin Drake, this treasure he had found.
One hundred and fifty years , give or take a few .
Now that oils running out ,fracking is in view !
We know how to worry, we've practiced it for years .
Frustration with the governments , we've shed our salty tears.
It doesn't seem that long ago , that we did drop a bomb , the legacy of radiation, it does last so very long.
When we built our power stations , what a wonderful thing , lighting the world, so well,civilisation did sing .
We have grown a lot ,from those early days , not for ours ,or the planets health, in many ,many ways.
It's not just deforestation, global warming, or plastic oceans.
Or destroyed nuclear power stations spewing out ,unending death potions.
It's the apathy of our simple lives that we need to cure .
The energy that's focused ,upon the wars of hate .
Is indeed the energy that needs to deviate.
The great minds of our race that feed this evil curse,
if only they'd work for humanity, rather than the corporate purse .
We think we are oh so mighty , upon this beautiful earth,
taking all her treasures , not realising her true worth.
The virtual world takes over , stuck within this game,
We are burning the picture, soon, all there will be is the frame.
©️cobie 2017
So many Gods,
So many creeds,
So many paths that wind and wind;
While just the art of being kind is all this sad world needs!
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Poems of power 1911
