What Tomorrow looks like – if we let it

 

Joe – lives in the world of tomorrow.

It hasn’t come yet.

It isn’t here.

But it’s on the way.

 

Joe too – is on the way.

He’s in the womb.

In that love-world of amniotic dreams.

 

But his time there – is almost up.

 

Soon – he will meet the world.

And the world,

will wake him from his dreams.

 

It won’t be the same world

that we met,

when we were born.

 

It will be a very different world.

 

 

The big forests – will be gone.

The diversity of Nature – will be narrowed.

The sea will not be leaping – with as many species.

 

The streams and rivers – the mountains and meadows

The lakes – the landscape – the air,

will not be the same.

 

None of it – will be the same.

 

Because

the people of now,

 

did not think of tomorrow.

 

 

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Absolutely brilliant. This

Absolutely brilliant. This may be the best environmental poem I've read yet, especially with that last line that really packs a punch. Thank you so much for caring about our only world and for expressing it so powerfully.