Tell me who are we
We who would reach so far
We the chosen farmers
Of this our earthly farm
Yet nature has her own ideas
And can show her grizzly teeth
Sometimes she is the untamed wolf
Set loose amongst the timid sheep
Unforgiving storms and savage seas
The volcanos rage that hides the sun
And the earthquake with effortless ease
Returns once proud cities back to dust
Drought and famine still claim waste
Children starve as their parents watch
Disease that spreads with unstoppable haste
With all our advances still powerless to stop
So think again on who we are
We who have touched the stars
Are we really the farmers?
Or the livestock on this farm?
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Author:
Daniel (
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Comments2
Interesting point of view, I like it. Very well written.
Thank you
The poem made me feel powerless over and fearful of Mother Nature. Different and well put.
Thank you WBL
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