(28.06.1952 / Coventry)

If We Fail

Where the sea meets the shore and the sand wets the feet
Where rainfall is epic, and has flooded the street
When the wind blows so strongly, it uproots the trees
Nature can bring every day to its' knees

Where the rivers flow faster and embankments recede
Where the cold and the snow mean our fingers will freeze
When the hottest of summers, dries up all the land
Nature is something we can't understand

Where the channels of governments block our reserve
Where we reap what we sow, and not what we deserve
When we all put our uses to help us prevail
Maybe we can succeed, or we might all just fail

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Well done. thanks for sharing your poem with us.
Hi Phil, I have read your witful statements and have truly always giggled inside. Thanks for your terrific humor! ! Paul
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Nice portrayal of nature and its vagaries as well as the unfriendly approach of various govt agencies which are otherwise meant to help out people with what they actually deserve. Thanks for sharing.
A nice poem. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem.
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