Poem: A Dying World

Flames engulf, devour the plains
A crackling rampage, spares no pain
Sparks flirt with Life, set it alight
Does he not know, his end is nigh?

Showers of acide pound away our land
Mountains rubbled down to sand
Landscapes carnaged before our eyes
The beauty and life since before our time

What have we done?
Does nature deserve this?
She suffers for our crimes
Slowly dies, slowly dies

--> RJC Hall, 1.26pm some time in March 1995

I wrote this the same day as Loss. Guess I was feeling really down and was thinking about environmental issues.