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There's the crisp fall air and
the fruit stands are closing. The foliage colors are starting hummingbirds are leaving. Enjoy the coming winter – a forever tradition. The endless season of climate change is coming. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham We have consumed and spent
and now we are moths to the flame. When opportunities receded and there was no better way our pride flickered and faded and our dreams flew away. Our elders spoke of our faith in common ideals and a higher being to assure our strength anew. Adversity was our challenge and progress pulled us through. Now we can speak of starting again in a beckoning faraway land not on another planet but as leaves of grass in a temperate place far from the political morass. If I return to the human hive and absorb the synthetic surround, I’ll miss nature’s creatures at play and you’ll hear me cry for our dreams that flew away. © 2019 Larry Kilham The technology boom isn't over but we must focus on preserving our resources and nature. Sustainable growth is an oxymoron. We must stop eradicating nature's plants, animals, and other organisms. We must find an equilibrium with all species. An alternative lifestyle can be more fulfilling and satisfying. On a TV documentary, I saw a young woman biologist at remote, frozen, Lake Baikal in Siberia say living there gives her "Freedom and a sense of beauty." Do you get that from megacities? If you think climate change is bad now, wait. Imagine what your descendants will experience:
We walked the desert in our land. We saw shards and wrecks scattered in the sand. Not broken pots or pillars of stone, but defunct computers and pieces of bone. We heard a ghostly voice from a gossamer muse, “Look around for what's nice-- Something besides plastics and rust. The creations of art and music fed the worms and now are dust.” (c) 2018 Larry Kilham See all of Larry Kilham's poems on this site here. |