The sky; choking in smog,
Seeks its former freedom.
The dam denies the river,
Still and lifeless, lacking flow.
The forest; cut and culled,
banished far at man's designing
The fire sits fragile in its grate,
Stays domesticated; docile.
The Earth; anger raising,
At the subjugation of its sons.
We people walk through life,
ignorant to our offences.
Ours minds; seized still,
Synapses froze and never firing.
My soul knowing the outcome,
Asks deliverance from its fate.