by CJ Maleney   Jul 17, 2017

From a nut

To a stem

To a stalk

To a tree

Growing tall and mighty
As nature intended you to be.

Growing fruit unselfishly
So that you may feed the birds.
But all have taken to the skies,
For a dreadful noise they heard.

The horrible noise of engines
And the rip of teeth and blade.
The sound of desolation
As man doth cut his way.

You have done nothing wrong,
And you do not deserve this wrath,
But this is the march of progress
And you stand in its path.

The field where you once stood is gone,
There remains not one single mouse.
Nature ripped up and destroyed,
Just to build another house.


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  • 11 months ago

    by Ren


    (<3)^ Triple click!

  • 11 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Beautifully written piece. With strong message about the destruction of nature. Definitely deserved nomination x

    • 11 months ago

      by CJ Maleney

      If I wore a hat it would be tipped x

  • 11 months ago

    by Em

    Love this

  • 11 months ago

    by mossgirl19

    This is fantastic, Craig, a very beautiful message expressed in a brilliant way. Glad this is nominated!

  • 11 months ago

    by Maple Tree

    Nominated.... speechless, you are wonderful

    • 11 months ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Aw thank you x

      Think the poem is pretty self explanatory, triggered by the fact that my home town just seems to keep expanding, I bought my last home Purley because there were miles of fields around it. Replaced by a massive housing estate now, even the field where I used to feed the horses with my daughter has gone now. Just a pile of mud and partially completed houses at the moment. Where are all these people coming from?

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