Friday, 25 April 2014

The Watchful Condor

 A darker spec
High above their heads
A condor wheels
And watches their destruction

Where land and water run
Muddy channels each to one
Loggers slash and burn
Miners take the land

Growing grounds are gone
Which by their nature kept
All the jungle live
Trees upon the land

Living ways slide back
Insect – fish and bird
Tree and undergrowth
Animals – the land

Losing endless time
People leave their home
Slowly understand
They’re losing the land

Monkey trees chopped down
Anacondas writhe
Nowhere left for snakes
Shade is gone from land
  
Caterpillars left
With no leaves to eat
Butterflies die off
Nectarless - the land

Stone Age tribes move back
Back against the rock
Jungle grounds hacked out
They’re losing the land

Still the darker spec
High above their heads
A Condor wheels
And watches their destruction

Far across the world
Children such as you
Hear about the loss
Shout about the loss
Learn to stop the loss
And will reclaim the land

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