Six centuries later.

They say the old star Betelgeuse, Which is, in Orion, found Could be about to self explode As its ‘End of Life’ comes round, But it’s slightly pinkish light For years, by gazers seen Comes from, ‘so very far away’ It’s light could be ‘has been’ It takes the light six hundred years Through Space …

Companions to the dying.

Perhaps the least applauded, you work so peacefully, Providing care and comfort, to those who will not see, A future life before them, here on Earth, but hopefully, Their soul and spirit remembered, here and eternally. But Nurses, Doctors, Friends, whose dilligence displays The essence of humanity in many diff’rent ways Love, sympathy, devotion in …

Where are we going?

Each day, we read, how we’re, so smart We invent and make more things,  So if we are, let’s play our part, Make sure the work no evil brings. Progress is the general call, Most has a value true, But equally our minds can be Blinded by the selfish view. Again it seems self-centred greed …

Great Investors!, New Billionaires!

Oh Great Investors!, New Billionaires!, You feel strong on account of your wealth Sure you worry about the price of your shares, But they’re not a good measure of health. Take more attention, is p’raps better advice, Of the wider effects of your work, For many believe, your self-centred greed Shows good ethics is something …

We are, each of us, responsible.

Song Saa, this idyllic isle, now warns us, what we should dread. Explaining how, the life we know hangs by a thin, and thinning, thread. Careless, we abuse our Earth, to satisfy desire, Despite the warnings, the life we love, will certainly expire. Dig the coal, pump the oil, let no-one bid us nay, Pollute …