Hello Dear Kay !
I would like to present one of my more famous poems about more
important things to think about other than what our neighborer's is
doing in his own house and who is he praying to.
Our
Blue Marble
I
look up into the sky,
and
wonder what is in store
For
in this the grand Universe,
there
must be a whole lot more
Was
it God's intention?
for
us to be alone
On
this bluish marble,
in
the heavens, we call our home
There
must be brothers and sisters,
out
there, trying to say hello
For
all that we have done as people,
what
do we have to show
It
is the cries of the starving children,
that
we seem to ignore
No,
it is not our problem, so in our hearts,
we
conveniently close the door
Maybe
it is the beggars and the homeless,
the
one's we turn our heads from each day
Could
it be the aged and the handicapped?
our
wishes for them to go away
It
is time for us to pay,
for
our mistakes
To
rectify the situation,
no
matter what it takes
Get
rid of the poisons from the air,
and
let the babies breath
Shed
the blackness from our souls,
and
once again start to believe
Clean
the lakes and oceans,
from
the smell of death
Give
our mammal cousins,
a
long awaited breathe
This
is our planet,
the
big blue marble we call our home
But
do not be mistaken,
for
we are not alone.
By Nick Sym