The smallest of God's creatures deserves respect
for it has place and purpose on this good Earth.
From actions of mankind all life we must protect
and be proper stewards on our planet of birth.
Life is so rare, whether happenstance or gift-
The universe uncaring, hostile, and cold.
As far as we know, of life space is bereft;
in our only home our impact must be controlled.
I pray that my species will learn from the past
and know that of life there is no guarantee.
If we continue to abuse her, Gaia cannot last.
Oasis in the stars, the future up to you and me.
Author notes
Artist Credit-Creation by betocampos
A contest entry
- PIF/Pic Prompt by Carolina Moon.
550 points, ended September 1, 2008, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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yes, Russell, this is what I pray for, too. Love, Lane
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Your words speak loudly to the reader and have a strong purpose. Your take on the picture prompt is wonderful.
All the best in the contest
Sue
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Words of wisdom written here. Loved the flow of rhyme as well. Thank you for a very thought provoking write!
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