“ A Place Once Free ” ~ now but a memory ~

 

I’ve read of life

Said early times,

Of such a world,

Was known to be

A place then free,

Though sadly now

Be but a memory…

                                                                                      

A world held then

Counted on trees

To feed the air,

Life did so need,

Thus to survive         

In nature’s ease,

Until man’s birth

Whose wily species

Would induce

All disregard,

And thusly  sly

Brought to its knees

Nature’s fragile ties…

 

The like composed,

Man’s wily road

Would but support

Self-serving ways,

And hence reward

Who chose to play,                           

Depriving those

Who would oppose, 

Hence rendered such

A place once free,

Now but a memory!

 

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