Our Fertile Land
Author: Dino Hi
Developement here, there, and everywhere
Will this ever end, choking in a snare
The places I use to walk, ride, now gone
Houses upon houses, ten feet apart, lawn to lawn
Once country, dirt roads, and logging trails
Now mini malls, pavement, hearing hammering nails
Our fertile land, slowly disappearing
Potato, tomato, and corn fields, with new covering
Golf courses, schools, and industrial buildings, all around
Old country store, fruit stands, can't compete, close down
Make way for more concrete, they sell their land
What are we to eat? For the now high demand
That country walk, seeing dairy and chicken farms
A thing of the past, a memory, no ones alarm
More stop lights, more stores, more buses, more restaurants, neat!
Our fertile land gone, I help bury in concrete
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Capricorn (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, March 25 2003, 01:38 pm|
This one made me think Dino! The world is changing so quickly.So much of nature torn up and replaced by concrete. Even farming has changed to save space. Good write ....food for thought!
|Dino (18.104.22.168) -- Wednesday, March 26 2003, 06:19 am|
Thanks Cap! You always give nice comments. I do appriciate it. Food for thought? You got one? I just hate seeing all that beautiful farm land gone and the once country, now surrounded by neighbors and so much traffic. It does make you think and look around. Thanks!
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