The Wind Of Change

The Wind Of Change

I look out upon the barren and dusty land.
There is little sign at all left from man.
This is said to once be a great city.
Not much in sight as far as I can see.
Here and there traces of ruins sticking up.
Like a giants fingers raising from the muck.
All around, the forest is closing in.
Soon, it will cover it all again.
Man’s time has come and gone.
There was a time when he was strong.
He ruled the world and all that was in it.
But, for mother earth, he didn’t give a sh–.
He became so arrogant he destroyed his race.
Very little reminders remain in any place.
The wind of change has covered all.
Man returned to dust after his fall.
Mother earth is returning to her glory.
The wind of change has done it for free.
Man is gone, but nature goes on.
Soon, another will sing their song.
I pray they learn from what’s left of man.
Try to realize what happened, if they can.
The chances of this are pretty slim.
The learning must come from within.
The only constant is the wind of change.
Be one with it, or you won’t remain.

——————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

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