No Time for Weeping
[From my Journalistic Poetry file: an excerpt from a post from April 2, 2017]
Autumn Dawn by James Jordan |
No Time for Weeping
I can see the day
When trees will weep for spring
And oceans will mourn
As waves break upon silent shores.
On this day, however,
There is no time for weeping.
There is no time for weeping.
As long as geese continue to take flight
We live with hope.
While the tiger roams the forests
We find security in life's foothold.
When dragonflies skirt the waters
And trout swim the streams
We can enjoy the journey set forth
Ten thousand years ago.
In the interest of life
We must resist oil barons
And industrial magnates
When they seek to ramp up outmoded practices
That will increase environmental toxins.
When executive order
Sneers at fresh Yosemite air
And disregards the Appalachian quail,
Those who care for life
Will appeal to sound minds and nurturing spirits.
For those who remember acid rain
And watched when Lake Erie caught fire
There is no time for weeping;
There is only time for action.
The promise of a dollar
In exchange for smokestacks,
Smog and dirty water
Is a fool's bargain.
Feeding the oil-ridden industrial machine
Invites death's entrenchment.
The promise of a dollar
In exchange for smokestacks,
Smog and dirty water
Is a fool's bargain.
Feeding the oil-ridden industrial machine
Invites death's entrenchment.
There is no time for weeping
As long as there is a chance
To prevent the tears
Of our great grandchildren.
Vigilance today
Will keep life in the world tomorrow.
~ CKVigilance today
Will keep life in the world tomorrow.
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