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Other Poems Grass waving across the field.
An ocean of green,
Its waves crashing into the black pavement.
A long highway,
Slithering like a snake
Across the vast ocean.
Ripple of heat,
Form lakes across the road.
The mirage vanishes as you near.
A distant cloud,
Floats over the blue sky.
A Galleon carrying water to the distant hills.
The blue expanse of the sky.
A painting of perfection.
Deep and blue.
Mountains sway in the breeze.
Their white caps,
Shine like diamonds in the sky.
A single silver plane flies overhead.
A stream of white,
Shows the path from which in came.
A picture of beauty,
Of peace, of our world.
Us, living in harmony with it.
Suddenly the plane dives down,
A small silver spec falls from it,
As the plane speeds away.
The spec hits the earth,
In the distant ocean of green.
A loud crash echoes across the land.
A brilliant white cloud rises,
Faster then the escaping plane.
The giant mushroom cloud, swats the plane from the blue expanse.
The wave crosses the field.
Burning all in its path,
All that’s left is a black barren world.
As is our nature,
To destroy our world,
The harmony we have.
Waste it away,
In a single fury of hate.
While consuming ourselves,
In our own greed.
