Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Barren Lands
Nature is Beautiful.
As I walked through the forest, filled with its greenery and shine,my heart rejoices to hear the trickle of raindrops falling from leaves after a small afternoon shower,the birds chirping and trees whispering. The golden rays of the sun through the tree tops...its a lovely sight for many to see. I journeyed through the forest, twigs crackling under my feet, leaves falling, in a shower all around me. I seek peace, quiet and calmness of the green lands, flowers and insects a plenty. A gentle breeze rushes through my hair and my nose is filled with the pleasant sweet smell of the trees.
My feet suddenly stepped upon an aluminium can, yet that crushing sound seemed so unfamiliar to me. Grieved, I spot many litter... cans, food bags...lying unwanted amongst the dead leaves of trees. The whispering of the trees seem to warn me of the destruction that is at hand. Forests will fall and the whole world will burn with the fires of industry and it will be ruled with machines and robots and the metal minds of mankind, banishing nature to the very fringes of existence.
Years later, if I were to walk through the forests, what will I see?A burnt land? A black land covered with the shadow of pollution and the burning fires of mankind? Axes strewn on the ground, blackened ashes of the once beautiful forest blown away by cold winds. All the land is ruined; dead; choked. The land, cleansed of all greenery... grassless, bare, jagged and barren. The last living things surrendered to the overwhelming destructive forces ofmankind.No more crystal clear streams running through the forests, no more insects or animals or flowers to be seen. Mankind will dominate all and cast the world into darkness...neither the brown earth nor the green grass will be seen again. All is blackened and burnt...my heart will be grieved upon knowing that all that is beautiful and purifying is lost.
The arms of pollution are long. If mankind allows, the claws of pollution will cling on to nature and by then....not only will we destroy nature, we will destroy ourselves and destroy the very essence of life itself. So let the world be ever green and clean. Let not the claws of pollution scratch and scar what is meaningful and useful to us. Protect the Earth. Preserve nature.
As I walked through the forest, filled with its greenery and shine,my heart rejoices to hear the trickle of raindrops falling from leaves after a small afternoon shower,the birds chirping and trees whispering. The golden rays of the sun through the tree tops...its a lovely sight for many to see. I journeyed through the forest, twigs crackling under my feet, leaves falling, in a shower all around me. I seek peace, quiet and calmness of the green lands, flowers and insects a plenty. A gentle breeze rushes through my hair and my nose is filled with the pleasant sweet smell of the trees.
My feet suddenly stepped upon an aluminium can, yet that crushing sound seemed so unfamiliar to me. Grieved, I spot many litter... cans, food bags...lying unwanted amongst the dead leaves of trees. The whispering of the trees seem to warn me of the destruction that is at hand. Forests will fall and the whole world will burn with the fires of industry and it will be ruled with machines and robots and the metal minds of mankind, banishing nature to the very fringes of existence.
Years later, if I were to walk through the forests, what will I see?A burnt land? A black land covered with the shadow of pollution and the burning fires of mankind? Axes strewn on the ground, blackened ashes of the once beautiful forest blown away by cold winds. All the land is ruined; dead; choked. The land, cleansed of all greenery... grassless, bare, jagged and barren. The last living things surrendered to the overwhelming destructive forces ofmankind.No more crystal clear streams running through the forests, no more insects or animals or flowers to be seen. Mankind will dominate all and cast the world into darkness...neither the brown earth nor the green grass will be seen again. All is blackened and burnt...my heart will be grieved upon knowing that all that is beautiful and purifying is lost.
The arms of pollution are long. If mankind allows, the claws of pollution will cling on to nature and by then....not only will we destroy nature, we will destroy ourselves and destroy the very essence of life itself. So let the world be ever green and clean. Let not the claws of pollution scratch and scar what is meaningful and useful to us. Protect the Earth. Preserve nature.
