Have you ever stopped to think, just how sick this earth has got,
And lest you disagree, friend, I’ve prepared a small snapshot.
It’ll only take a minute, for very quickly you’ll see,
A picture that’s disturbing, one to ponder thoughtfully.

There’re people killing creatures, for monetary gain or sport,
And there are many women, who little babies abort.
There are those who kick and punch, till someone’s bruised and bloody,
Believing that it’s just sport, yet, the killer instinct study.

There’re those who rape and murder, or who pedal snuff movies,
And there are horrid bullfights, where matadors cruelly tease;
Eventually the bulls die, their bodies punctured by spears,
Thrown periodically, ’midst sickening yells and cheers.

There’re muggings and beatings, there’re wars, and settling of scores,
Disturbing scenes on TV, that children watch, while Daddy snores.
Many pierce their body, due to a barbaric craze,
And gratuitous violence, thrills more people these days.

There’s random stabbing, or shooting, gangs that roam and attack,
Accelerating bullying, those who vicious ‘dog fights’ back.
There’s spouse and child abuse, shocking animal cruelty,
Wide spread self destructiveness, and unpredictability.

Occultism and witchcraft, many openly advocate,
The sordid, weird and macabre, many seems to fascinate.
The gruesome and the ghoulish, are captivating more minds,
And the more one looks around, much more of these things one finds.

I know it’s quite depressing, but it’s time we faced the facts,
There’s no time for inaction, we can’t afford to turn our backs.
We’re heading for disaster, yes, that point of no return,
Where, when having reached such, our sad fate, too late, will learn.

Yes, thing’s aren’t getting better, for we’re in a tail spin,
There’s an illness, deep and virulent, that’s found its way in.
I fear that a prognosis, would leave us without a doubt
Our conditions terminal, unless there’s a change about.

We can’t allow this cancer, to continue to devour,
Otherwise, friend, ultimately, it will overpower.
Surgery’s badly needed, we can’t afford to delay,
Or we will soon discover, there’s greater cause for dismay.

’Though there’s no simple answer, there are things that we can do,
That will help reverse this trend, that disaster’s leading to.
I hope that you’ll consider, this little snapshot I’ve penned,
And that you’ll help stem this tide, lest, humanity, disastrously end.

We welcome your comments:

Painting by Mary T. Hoffman - God's Creation in Art

| Home Page | Poetry Table of Contents | Archives | Compassion Internet Church |
Comments can be made to the author or to flh@all-creatures.org

| Home Page | Animal Issues | Archive | Art and Photos | Articles | Bible | Books | Church and Religion | Discussions | Health | Humor | Letters | Links | Nature Studies | Poetry and Stories | Quotations | Recipes | What's New? |

Thank you for visiting all-creatures.org.
Since