Who Said This Was Your Land
A sestet poem about nature and destruction
I go down to the sea,
Watch the ocean running back at me,
Sun so hot, water so cool,
Tell me who it is, that is the fool.
To the one who said, itβs my water, my sand,
Werenβt you told, this is not your land.
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Whoβs the right to say itβs theirs,
To strip the land as if no one cares,
North to south and east to west,
They will tell you itβs for the best.
But what becomes of the sea and sand,
Who said this was your land?
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The rain it pours to ease the drought,
The land has been too long without,
We have destroyed this land without consent,
And now we cry because itβs almost spent.
I find it hard to understand,
Who said you could destroy this land?
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Some tried to learn, some tried to teach,
Mysteries held through freedom of speech,
But itβs all to no avail, the damage done,
Widespread destruction has already begun.
Nothing is left, the land cannot withstand,
Have we destroyed the essence of this land?
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Who has the right to say whatβs theirs
Youβve stripped this land, never to repair.
Donβt tell me you misunderstand,
Who said this was your land?
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Till next time,
Calvin
About the Creator
Calvin London
I write fiction, non-fiction and poetry about all things weird and wonderful, past and present. Life is full of different things to spark your imagination. All you have to do is embrace it - join me on my journey.



Comments (2)
This poem is really powerful and makes you think! It has such a powerful message and raises some deep questions! π
Very Good!β€οΈ