You praise the glories of those green hills,
Oaks and daisies swaying in the breezes;
Farmhouses and homesteads and stone mills,
Rivers and lakes and ponds with fish leaping.
You are entitled to your opinions, although they seem wrong,
For I choose to enjoy more wide-open pristine vistas;
Asteroids and new worlds, entire star systems strewn
Resources vast and limitless, waiting for the restless…
You can take your shrunken terrarium called Earth,
Now so spoiled, barely any clean streams escaped;
I will be out there harvesting riches, increasing net worth,
Choosing which ten-mile asteroid to make my new estate.
Hope you enjoy breathing what will pass for atmosphere,
As you fight off hordes of diseases and afflictions;
My companions and I will be making air to breathe clear,
Utilizing on-site mineral reprocessing operations.
Time’s passage will show which one of us was correct,
Meanwhile I have a planet to terraform and so must leave;
Take care you don’t submerge in sludge pools collected,
Or breathe any poison gasses, nor any lost future grieve.
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End of the poem
15 random poems
- Carnal Knowledge by Rebecca Elson
- little Sara’s sleep by Raj Arumugam
- The Keys of Morning by Walter de la Mare
- Nothing is Real by Rixa White
- Who Goes With Fergus? by William Butler Yeats
- Incident Characteristic Of A Favorite Dog by William Wordsworth
- One Night as I did Wander by Robert Burns
- Here Dead We Lie poem – A. E. Housman
- What is Forged Steel Roll and How is it Involved in Industry?
- Song—Farewell to the Highlands by Robert Burns
- Between Two Moments by Nizar Sartawi
- Girl-Gladness poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Others may Praise what They Like. by Walt Whitman
- For My Young Friends Who Are Afraid by William Stafford
- Robert Burns: Epigram To Miss Jean Scott:
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
