The population of mankind
Has grown and grown and groan
We are the most successful species
Planet earth has ever known.
Our success is so prolific that
From Darwin’s laws we are exempt
We keep alive the weakest
When their quality days are all spent.
Now why is that?
We seem to believe
That breeding is our right
We’re not content with love and sex
No, we’re not that bright!
Now why is that?
More people means more carbon
Rising into space
‘Tis the countless breaths of us and ours
Which toll the near end of our race.
The problem is each breath we take
Breaks down our protection from the sun
The planet becomes warmer
And the icecaps start to run.
Further still as icecaps melt
The oceans start to rise
The loss of lower lying land
Makes resources vanish before our eyes.
And this is no illusion!
This is proven.
Whether you like it or not.
As our world gets hotter
So the deserts will expand
And the problem is that very little
Grows in fields of sand
Our just desserts?
More deserts and more oceans
Means less space for us and ours
The weak will simply have to go
We can’t escape Darwin’s powers
Not long term anyway…
We must learn to manage
Our race, in balance with the earth
Or accept that wars and bloodshed
Will soon trim back our girth.
For peace and growth do not make
Perfect partners at the brink
Hell always follows too much heaven
Unless we pause and think.
And if we don’t?
Inspiration must exceed respiration
If we are to survive
If not our planet will become
A place where only the clever stay alive……
A Men!
Kerry Turner
1 March 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
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