A part of nature or apart from nature?
The cruel, intrusive machine lacerates the land,
Rips roots from their soil,
Slashes all in its way
With reckless abandon.
Aching, clinging to life,
Serene woods, replaced with unyielding brick.
Birds sound their calls of love,
In the shade, evergreens smell sweetly.
Flowers bloom, bees buzz, butterflies dance...
Brackish sea air tastes salty on the tongue.
Nature restores, rejuvenates, invigorates –
Renews.
But not here.
Ask – what is progress?
Living outside the environment
Or living within it?
Ingenuity will not alleviate dependency.
For a moment in time, we exist,
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