Feeble Eyes

Darkness hid from our feeble eyes,

hatching dastardly plans for our demise,

an evil never worse to be seen,

in any nightmarish dream.

And when it burst forth with vicious thrusts,

those actions would be forever cursed,

bringing sixty million deaths across the world,

from all the countless bombs and bullets hurled.

And did those deeds of direst depths,

strengthen our eyes against future hex,

or have we slipped back into heedless ways,

denying the dangers before our very gaze?

This time the danger comes from within all our midst,

insidiously embedded in our casual habits,

waste is the very thing I now fear

which is bringing our destruction ever near.

For right before our still feeble eyes

are poured trash into seas and smoke into skies,

strangling the life from many a beast,

and millions more will join the deceased.

And millions more will be man himself,

with failing crops and dismal health,

as climate change defeats the farms

and this polluted world brings us nowt but harm...

©Rhumour

July 13th 2010