Our Planet

I walked by barren trees the borers killed

And through forsaken fields where toxins spilled,

No hand was there for many a verdant spring

To bring earth back to fruitful blossoming.

The dogwood whitening the mountainside

Was gone, a casualty of anthracnose,

Diseases surging like a mighty tide,

Lay waste to the camellia and the rose.

The rivers ran polluted and the streams

No longer could support aquatic life

And all my childhood's memories and dreams

Lay dashed upon the barren soil of strife.

One feels a great malevolent force at play

With man the puppet readily to hand,

The blood of thousands spilled within a day

As clashing egos stride across the land.

Perhaps we will be visited by fire

Or earth erupt and swallow half the race

But there are those who shall escape the pyre,

Divine in human form assume their place

In the evolution of this whirling sphere,

From the great intent that brought this glory close,

One who often has descended here

From galaxies of light our planet chose.