The Earth's Custodians by Robyn L. Stacey
Shaken, scared, confused, lonely.
He breathes heavily,
As he sits by the roadside
Where his mother has died.
Wheels of monsters - devilish fiends -
Her body left limp from man-made machines.
A life gone unnoticed without a care;
He lets out a yowl as our beware...
"Take care of this world in which you belong;
You, too, may not be here for very long.
For, you may find yourself insignificant someday
And whimpering on the side of the roadway."
So, when a car speeds by
And there's an awful cry
From animal youngins
Who wonder where mom's been...
Remember...the mother left there -
And that you are the Earth's caretakers...
Custodians, if you will.
(c) October 1996 Robyn L Stacey
Submitted by the poet 9 Sep 2001