Water pollution, is it too late?

This poem was written in a poetry challenge with Effects of Poetry.

Water pollution, is it too late? :

Never mindful of what our progress brings,
we carry on with our selfish ways.
Everything done in the name of improving our fates,
but what price does our progress actually bring?

Expose and exploit our natural resources,
only to produce new and increasingly materialistic things.
All the industrialization spewing effluents into the air,
into our precious water systems.

Polluting our eco-systems, then bring acid rain.
Many toxic wastes flow unchecked to the water table.
Dangerous chemicals and hard metals that leech
and pollute our streams and flow to the sea.

A vicious cycle that repeats itself with each day.
Our efforts to keep our water supplies clean,
simply cannot keep up with our hectic pace.
One day we shall reap the consequences of our carelessness.

We are all poisoning our seas and lakes,
till all is too late and we have sealed our own fates.
Polluting our waters, our very own pure life sources
and diminishing valuable food chains.

Can we really survive, with such savage
contamination that is just so great?
Can we think and do something,
before our mother earth dies?

Our precious water supply is what
we need to live or else we shall all die.
Yet we continue to defecate such wastes
at such alarming rates.

Steven Beesley (c)