I am a palm tree <br />On a delicate Florida beach. <br />I observe everything. I see <br />People litter and drive Hummers. They have no idea what a leech <br />Their actions are to this Earth. <br />My palm fronds wilt <br />To watch humanity destroy its own hearth. <br />Look at this world the God of Nature has built. <br /> <br />And they destroy it! <br />What a foolish thing <br />To do! What'll happen after I die? Will the lid of the atmosphere fit <br />All the Poison in the air? Will it fling <br />Away into outer space? Will this be Venus, <br />Sulphuric, or still be Earth, thanks to somebody's genius? <br /> <br />(16 June 2008) <br />(Justin, Texas)<br /><br />John Parsons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/floridian-sonnet/
