Solastalgia

We conceptually separate ourselves
from the environment in order
to manipulate it for our needs.

And successful manipulation
spurs our conceptual separation,
like nature - chasing circles of chaos.
Except it’s not chaos, is it!

We think we own the world.
Our arrogance leads us away
as long as we insulate ourselves,
the damage remains unconnected.
Beyond our scope of things
we survive in a bubble,
selective foggy eyes lose focus.
Cut the cord, should not have cut.

We were born to nature’s blueprint
her soft fascination changes daily
while remaining a constant, also.

Constantly soothing the soul
with her air and her wonder.
Breathtakingly precious - she shares.

We are not equal to nature,
We ARE nature. She is our mother,
without her - we could not birth.
We are a strand in her hair,
the lice that feed of the host.

Her elements are at our mercy though,
should it shock us when she retaliates?
Tail whips us with awesome power
her answer to our death sentence.

When we kill nature - we kill ourselves,
we kill our future kin - and our promise.
Though we self destroy astronomically
she will be here - when we are not,
the last dying laugh will belong to her.
And rightly so. I hang my head in shame
for the destruction we have bestowed.

The flaw is fundamentally
Unreformable - too ridged .
We see the worlds resources,
to rape as we please,
heavy and often.
Discard the harm
as cold hard cash
and a fearful number
blinds the world’s morals.

Murder of such magnitudes
we cannot perceive in mind.
Plants and species
Whole habitats destroyed
Taking the gems of earths past
Spending in minutes
What took forever to make.

The human race - superior!
Devolution not evolution
Is a sound inside my heart

We break a perfect balance
Man’s eternal legacy

Natural law though
Has absolute organisation
In the greater scheme of things
We will always be
Her biggest mistake.