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Tya N'dom 19h
Should I say hello or should I say goodbye
To this alluring flower who slowly died
To these trees that has lost their symmetry
Or this can that turned to dust overtime

Why didn’t we take actions aforetime
this disaster wouldn't have happened
The population are now all offline
Yet nobody can be forgiven

The polluted air is spreading rapidly
Like the amount of heat in mercury
Shortness of breath and pulse acceleration
People are declining in this situation

It’s not just you it’s also me
Who threw plastic bags in the sea
Who killed the ocean beauty
Who showed no respect nor mercy
In the final analysis
We are but colonies of bacteria
Swimming about in our own primordial soup.
Who knows what pacts and treaties
Have been made within our very bodies?

Aeons and aeons of evolution
Have led to this:
The human being.

So much mindless life,
Following instinct,
Building and building
To produce intelligence.

Natural Selection,
Seen by Darwin,
Such a beautiful thing –
Presented by Attenborough on a silver screen –
God’s Formula:
The mark of Genius.

Paul Butters

© PB 22\1\2019.
Inspired by TV Programme "Life on Earth" - David Attenborough 1979.
and as a sandcastle in a storm topples into the earth, she fell away, slowly. gently.

but perhaps it was an illusion
there was no way to tell.
the earth is old
more vulnerable to damage
the earth is full of heavy burdens
the earth is hurt by ignorant hands

when the earth is no longer friendly
when the earth starts to get angry
humans start to fret
whose fault?
the earth is no longer the same now
humans must begin to improve
I searched for you
High and low
Looked up at the heavens
And beneath the Earth
And when I think I’m completely lost
You guide me to nirvana
For all of my pain is lost
And I am one with my shadows

I want to let go of the past
But the scars remind me
Of the consequences
For existing in this life
A mere mortal am I
I’m nobody to tell you
How to live your life

If love is what you seek
Then look no further
Love yourself, and reach your peak
At the end of the day
I can’t take your pain
Though I wish I could
But you would never learn the lesson
That life is formidable
But not cruel
When the sunlight dies
and it’s time for the moon to rise,
a Pegasus, trots over the grey skies
witnessing your enchanting tired eyes
he knows,
he knows your wings are weak
and your dreams are too big,
making his eyes go bleak
he sees you every day, every night
under the stalwart sun or the pale moonlight
sees your knees weak, palms sweaty
eyes watery and you’re still not ready

Your heart is in the ground, frozen over
and your dreams in the sky, far from supernova
You, beautiful, are the heaven divine
and all your imperfections make you perfectly fine
we all have our little whimsical flaws
you’re a work of art
not everyone will understand you
but the ones who do
won’t ever forget you

you fret, a lot
but it isn’t even an ocean yet
it’s just a pool
of vulnerabilities and insecurities
of troubles very cruel
that you’re in the middle of
what do you choose to see?
the empty black void of disappointments
or the rays of sun sparkling on the water surface
but redeemer oh redeemer
we all are like a snowflake
all different, in our own beautiful way.

And here is this Pegasus
who sees it all, and knows
you are more worth than
maybes and second thoughts
a Pegasus who finds his own chaos unruly
yet, sees your chaos as perfection
would you get on his back
and ride to the moon and back?
would you give him the chance
to fix your broken wings and make them dance?

He might be the one
who falls like a desert rain and fill your lungs
kiss away your pain and speak in tongues
read the signs of your face
like a book written in the summer noon under tree’s shade
your fever dream, that’ll help you soar
to such great heights, you’d adore
your neon night, that makes you feel young
as if tomorrow will never come
walk with you along sidewalks of the dark azure sky
let your universe of wack
merge with his own
and scale the distance between stars

So after years and years, you’ll see that
the storms we chased are behind us
and love is all we’ll ever trust
just wish not to waste what’s left
and when your legacy will be sung
they all will know that
she was like the earth
potent and powerful
mysterious but beautiful
but who never left her side
was the one and only, Pegasus of the moon
You'll never walk alone. Look out for your pegasus and adore it to the fullest for he'll always extract the best out of you.
This is my first poem. Hope you'll like it, and do analyse crtically. Thanks!
Let’s save our planet, Let’s save our earth
For all those animals, birds, fish
And every nationality around the world
For every little boy and girl

Leaders of the world we need your help
We need you to find a better solution,
A better way, not tomorrow, not today
We need this done yesterday!

Dip your governmental pen in some ink
Engrave those papers, form a new law
Create a no travel prohibition holiday
Big wheel trucks, flying planes and trains!
A heatwave currently in Australia
122 degrees
Someday soon 159 degrees
coming to a town near you
and if there comes a day where the whole world seems to crumble
if meteorites begin to shake the earth as we know it
and the galaxies beyond us start to swallow our home
if the stars that died one million years ago disappear with the rest of us
tell me you'll still trace poetry on the crevices of my skin even if it's covered in dirt
tell me we'll build a shelter from this planet while it falls apart
nothing can shake this love
asteroids can't destroy us
black holes will never swallow us whole
and know that if the ground we walk ever collapses beneath us
I will find you in another universe- one far away from here
and I'll love you just the same
Earth:   Three trillion trees.
Moon:   No cotton seeds.
Mars:    No face to feed.
Yet billions here seek shade.
There are more trees on earth than the combined number of stars in several galaxies.
The white sea was vast. In total contradiction,
to all reason, it seemed to dwarf the blue sky below.
Currents of clouds bubbled and spewed, while others tore away in violent serenity.
It was an ocean of heaven's dreams.
The travelers set upon the white, leaving small earth behind.
As they ascended into the clouded sea,
all thoughts of land had escaped them.
Slowly, the pepples and grains which had become markers of memories and time, faded away into some distant place.
The white sea was more than a physical place, it too was like a drug.
It stole away all reason, it lies like a brilliant poison in the body, hidden and lethal.
It was ecstacy and it was death,
but above all else it was beautiful.
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