A Last Fight For Our Mother Earth

A Last Fight For Our Mother Earth The planet floods Men Fight and, Their ancestors' bones look on, The waters keep on coming, One by one the people begin the long sleep, The world has continually tried to resolve its differences and really tried to keep things from getting too hot, But now is not the humans' time and the fighting shows that we are not worthy, It has been a welcome few years but now our desperate time is probably up, There may still time though, but we are running out of ideas, resources and patience. Time Since the day our intelligence sparked, there was only one way we were going The universe has given us thought and force The law, habits and social structures have always lagged behind technology We are generally free to do anything within the law Technology has the capacity to overwhelm and consume us. Technology From the stone to the bomb there has been a consistent path War and economics drives the bulk of technology Our intellect always lags behind what technology can produce We have the capacity to develop a better way of life we think We end up fighting over resources especially water. Artificial Intelligence Our life span has been steadily increasing Our technology is now going virtual and "artificial" AI has the capacity for good or bad and we think it is benign to start with We can move into machines or they can move into us We think that time is forever and so put most things off in our lives As we age we accumulate much and it goes at the end - we value things at a cost. Destruction The universe has in-built power to destroy everything We eventually discover this power and We accidently use it and The universe is an empty place until something gets past this great barrier.

The Revealing of the Circle It was the morning of the worrying time, Waiting to flutter on my heart and mind, It was the late afternoon of the sun and tree, In a careful splendour, happy with my smiles now. You are going to ask why are there hidden devils? And then the aromatic sweet smell of love? And then the rain splattering its dew and continuing to fall, On day and grass and lion. The future is flowing fully from my thoughts, To make me stay relaxed and greener than not, Between the night and day of love and distress, Like a film, we can all watch again and again. Our vertical spin of a planet cuts its path, And preserves my splendid silence daily, From a noble eagle to a fresh grey day, On icy water sometimes then silvery threads. Like a railroad track, I took on old sensual land, For now, a clear brain showered in total love-field, Inside my absent-minded miracle, of many human days, I return to the homeland of the revealing circle. 15th January 2020