Crowns

Crowns, kings and queens,

Great men and women

Purple with royalty,

With greater authority

Over greying cities

And Nature’s dying beauties

Can we crown a Daffodil

And close all carbon deals?

Can we plant forests

In our modern cities?

Can we let the fragrance of roses

Cling to the corners of our buildings?

Crowns, kings and queens

Those with which we either lose or win,

Go green with royalty

And greater authority

To protect the forest

And all that dwell in it

Recess:

Make me a crown of fauns and the flora

So my beautiful Nature, I can rule over

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Commentary:

We live in the realities of global warming, in polluted atmosphere and hydrosphere and in growing human cold and selfishness. I hope our ‘crowns’ do more to save the Earth from dying.


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