Haven’t we come such a long way
From the dusty fields of Africa? Shall we continue on the same road now
Or have we already come too far?
When Adam bit the apple at Los Alamos
the lid could not be replaced
the deadly genie floats above us all
but comes down to laugh in our face
Shall we carry on with business as usual
Pushing our luck again and again
Only to see our hopes washed away
In the wild wind and the rain?
When we finally come to our senses
will there be anything left to save?
Or just poisoned seas and toxic land
With the world in its lonely grave
Or shall we think again more carefully
of who we are and just what we do
Strive again to be our better selves
and for what is beautiful and true
Look at the world around us afresh
With more discerning eyes
Spend less time trying to be so clever
And more time trying to be wise
Peter Sagar
