The blue and gold macaw looked round, <br />Surveying what was seen, <br />Above the forest trees and ground <br />Still vibrant verdant green... <br />And little knowing Man encroached <br />To cut it day by day, <br />Until the final time approached <br />And all was swept away... <br /> <br />For now, the birds had homes to build, <br />The last this land would claim, <br />For soon their hopes would end up killed <br />And Man's greed was to blame... <br />Macaws would live then fade out fast, <br />Like dodo birds decreased, <br />Man never harkens to his past <br />As he strides west to east... <br /> <br />If God looks down and lets Man be <br />To do the worst he can, <br />Is this His fatal destiny, <br />His purpose or His plan? <br />Or merely freewill without pause, <br />The proof of all Man's sins, <br />Before God judges us with laws <br />When Christ returns as Prince? <br /> <br /> <br />Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2014. <br /> <br /> <br />The poem is based on the magnificent painting by <br />Stephen Gayford, nb Google search gayfordgallery. <br /> <br />Find more wildlife poems using Google search <br />for the search phrase Stephen Gayford poetry.<br /><br />Denis Martindale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blue-and-gold-macaw/
