Insatiate, incessant, they build.
They build with dexterous diligence
They create with practiced precision
They pollute with negligent nonchalance.
Towering blocks of grey have replaced the emerald forest
A concrete jungle has supplanted the golden strand
Even the mighty cerulean expanse seems to have surrendered, drawing back in forfeit.
Ignorant, cruel, they asphyxiate the world,
Wounding Mother Nature almost beyond repair.
Conscious, sentient, they burn a hole in the sky,
Scarring it so deep it bleeds.
The ice kingdoms melt in protest
And so the mighty oceans ascend in anger.
God’s lament is drowned in the clamour of our betrayal
Almost too late to retain
What little remains.
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