TODAY'S LEGACY FOR THE FUTURE - by Sylvie Whitaker
What will remain for you to find when we are gone?
Heaped in piles there will be detritus, the residue of our lives
It will remain as the sum total of our legacy.
In corners, fields, woods, even beneath the seas.
With little thought we cleverly built in 'obsolescence'
Thereby invalidating the very essence
Of a basic wish to repair and maintain
the useful tools producing the joy and happiness we gained.
All the cars,, the videos, Computers galore
We used them all and many more.
The American scrapers reaching to the sky
Cut out the light which is necessary to life,
Leaving us scuttering in shadows deep
From every Mall to Supermarket
Garnering supplies of food to keep
And pile more and bigger stacks of trash
Heaped higher and wider than the last.
The wheelie bins now enable us
To trundle waste to distant dumps
Left there to hide and to ignore.
Such sadness will be in hearts and faces
Aghast at all the sights revealed
When you encounter our gift to nature
The debris of selfishness concealed
Beneath our indulgent hedonistic living
Has your future thus been sealed?