Our world
We are all sitting somewhere on a
A chair in our own homes
A bench in the garden the park
Or avenue
A stool in a bar
Or at our desks
Standing on a
Pavement
A sidewalk
The grasses
The sand at the beaches
In our own homes
The gardens
The parks
Watching and observing
Everyone that is there
Taking in the magic?
Or just a stare
What if we care?
Instead of just letting it passes
over
Strolling along on this world of
ours
Heaving
Shoving
Pushing
Shouldering
Over-crowding
Jostling for spaces
The vast open spaces
Now going and gone
Construction
Erection
Creation!!!
Production
It is everywhere
Destruction
Our lands near and far
Demands
Pressures
Stresses and strains
What are we gaining?
Winning
Or is the losing?
With nothing to gain
Do we fight back?
Or let it go?
This is our world
Do we want or need it so
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
26th June 2012
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