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 …

Stone story.

The humble star of this story Is an insignificant stone Which during a volcanic eruption From the core of the Earth was thrown. It fell, cooled, then merely existed Nothing special, you’d say, just a flint But the Stoneage man was delighted When he saw the stone’s tell-tale glint. The stone chips flew, and the …

To all those who are 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 displaysThe essence of humanity in many diff’rent waysLove, sympathy, devotion in all those final daysTo which …

The Prodigal Daughter

The pictures seen, from lands so far away, Can change our moods, and our convictions strain, Veiled mother’s face, conceals, what she might say Beside, her starving child, entreats, in vain. So how can we reject an ‘Isil’ bride? Her chosen way, was not what we might choose But let us not, her honest faith, …

Lemmings are dangerous

Lemmings, apparently, will suffer mass destruction, Mindlessly they copy, a careless guide’s instruction, Now we seem to follow the Lemmings poor tuition As we ignore the craziness of our own position. We let our children see the things, that used to make us blush No time to teach a grounding, everything’s a rush Only I-pad …

Aren’t we ‘smashing’.

Wonders of the Universe, galactic combination Require a depth of knowledge, beyond my comprehension Black holes, time warps, expansion, ever faster so it seems All started from a single Bang, is this the stuff of dreams? Steven Hawking wrote the words, I strain to understand And then outside my window, I see the beauty of …