The day
dawned bright
But soon
turned gloomy
Big black
clouds loomed
And the
forecast was rainy
People
walked with umbrellas
Over their
heads
As torrents
of water hit them
Was it rain?
Or was it
the Earth shedding tears?
For her long
lost loves-the trees
The flowers
and the insects
Was she
mourning the lack of fresh air
And choking
on carbon monoxide
Wondering
when it was that the decay started?
She
remembered days of sunshine
With birds
and small animals in droves
She
remembered a time without motor cars
When carbon
footprints were unknown
I wonder,
will she ever stop crying?
Or will
downpours like this happen daily?
Where did we
go wrong
In our quest
to attain glories?
The Bilge Master
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