Earth and Man My heart, wounded by your actions, your wars, horrid factions. Trees, hills, uprooted; sky, heaven, polluted. The smallest, weak: forgotten; neglected, all downtrodden. Poor, pummeled, rejected; Power only, to the elected. Your heart, wounded by your actions. Needs healing, satisfaction. Look inside, mirrored face; Restore peace, to this place. You spirit, burdened, bound. Let freedom soar; lost, now found. Use power, love, affection, Humanity, resurrection. © 2013 ajwrites57 A Long Photo By NASA/ GSFC/ NOAA/ USGS
"Always be a poet, even in prose." ~ Charles Baudelaire