Surrounded by beautiful flowers and nature in my garden, serene thoughts calm me, but sometimes I can not help thinking about wars, suffering, folks abusing Mama Earth and nuclear winter an all too real possibility. As we approach Earth Day (April 22, 2017) I am reminded of its original mission – peace and protection of the environment. The Environmental Protection Agency was created in December 1970, seven months after the first Earth Day Celebration in USA. I wrote the dystopian poem “2023” in 2007 wishing, hoping and praying it’s not our future.
2023
Where is humanity?
No more supremacy
Mobocracy or anarchy
2023
Where is history?
Hiding like mystery
Nothing to see
2023
Nuclear wars annihilation
No more nations
Just pathetic survivors
Cars, but no drivers.
Copyright 2009 as part of a volume of poetry titled “Persecuted Poet”