Green Green World

Bayfront

Bayfront

by sloanranger

I went down to the shore today,

to sit and watch the seabirds play.

I remembered what you'd had to say

that day we sat upon the bay.

"A shame they'll take all it away."

"How do you mean?" Was all I could say.

"Buildings so high on the bayfront," you said.

"Certainly not more?" My heart filled with dread.

"They won't think of people, the water or air,

the loss of the vistas for all who come here.

Less clean water for creatures that swim,

or people either." I just looked at him.

"Politics as usual and all that conveys;

big money will spend to get it's own way.

As for people too, more will be dead..."

"From pollution," I added shaking my head.

"But why would they do that, they must have sense?"

"My darling," you said. "It's all about cents."

"And cents I do mean, for they'll certainly lose,

dollars they spend plus more they'll misuse."

"For in the long run," you said with a grin,

"in the long run, they'll assuredly spend:

trying to save their enormous costs,

trying to retrieve all they have lost."

"Pennywise, pound foolish used to be said,

look past tomorrow, much farther ahead;

reach to the past, learn all that you can,

environmental history and scientific trends."

"For Nature will always reclaim her own,

cares not if men or buildings come down.

Don't worry my darling, for Nature, you see -

worry about men, whose end it will be."