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Another 2000 Years

 

 

Another 2000 years

How will it be

For you, for me?

What sort of changes

Will we see?

 

Can our Earth be saved from pollution?

Well? Have you got the solution?

Too much driving, too many cars.

Perhaps we would be better off on Mars.

Factories belching out clouds of smoke

To make the children cough and choke.

Seabirds dying, wings clogged with oil.

Chemicals on plants polluting soil.

 

Endangered species, now quite rare

Will become extinct, but will we care?

No more tigers, elephants, whales.

Even in zoos or safari trails.

Hunted for skins, meat and horn.

Habitats disappear, so few can be born.

We take their land to satisfy our greed.

They’re gone. In despair, too late we read.

 

Can we travel the globe, easy and cheap?

Or will the skies be too crowded, the fares too steep?

A weekend in China, a week in Japan,

Or off into space in a floating tin can.

A local planet, a distant galaxy,

Space cruisers, space language, space food for tea.

 

Virtual reality, we might stay at home.

There really might be no need to roam.

The future may be the microchip.

Cool electronics, yeah, really hip!

The computer ruling like a king.

Push button power will be the thing.

Screen staring eyes, bulging wide and tired.

Hands aching to control wayward mice, unwired.

Faceless messages, seeking strangers.

Can’t you see the hidden dangers?

 

A world without wars we’d like to see,

With love, not hate for you and me.

Living together each creed and race,

No matter who, in whatever place.

An end to prejudice, accepting others,

Treating each other like sisters and brothers.

One world, one people, not one nation.

Mankind glorying in God’s creation.

 

How will the future judge those living today?

Will they understand how we live, work and play?

Or will they think we have let them down,

By not taking care of the things around?

Perhaps, they’ll be proud of what we’ve built?

Scientific achievements, is it right to have guilt?

Let’s hope that they learn from our mistakes

And save this beautiful world for the human race.

 

  

G Cobb