In This Cold, Concrete Jungle My Friends Gone, I Mourn
In Nature's wooded glen a speckled fawn is born
in this cold, concrete jungle my friends gone, I mourn
with Nature's increased loss, some cry what great pities,
in our jungle, living in stained cities.
O'where shall we go to live when Nature is lost
what barren patch of sad dirt shall we call our own
will we ever wake to consider that great cost
or just embrace polluted soil with bleached white bones.
Nature, creation of the One that is divine
with gifts intended for the likes of you and me
think of the very best wine from Nature's grapevines
and sweet delicious fruits from its wonderful trees.
Shall we all be kings in this greed's great fantasy
marching forth blindly to a dark piper's lost tune
or wake to see effects of our dark legacy
under the unseen rays of a now blinded moon.
In Nature's wooded glen a speckled fawn is born
in this cold, concrete jungle my friends gone, I mourn
with Nature's increased loss, some cry what great pities,
in our jungle, living in stained cities.
R.J. Lindley, May 7th 1981
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