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A Time of for Never Green


Once great forests filled the land,
fingers of towering, spruce, fir and pine,
stretched high, eager to receive heaven’s light.
And when bright spring was new born,
mountain sides burst forth,
in abundant, myriad colored blooms.

Vast meadows were planted everywhere,
for all who cared to view.
Filled with grass and berry bush,
that well past knee high grew.
Teeming with abundant, dainty life,
almost too small for naked eye to see.

Our world was once upon a time,
a place that was forever green.
An Eden’s Garden of delight,
where man’s children in wonder played.

But into this perfect, unspoiled space,
that God in His great goodness gave,
to be a home to all that lived,
mankind’s uncaring greed did intrude.

Untamed rivers, lakes of deep sky blue,
where fish frolicked and grew fat,
and little otter kitten’s played,
have vanished with the mighty oak.

A dust bowl now in fullness resides.
A great desert that will be for never green,
a once bountiful land forever barren lies,
stretching out beyond space and time.

The only thing that now sees,
this land of waste and bitterness,
is the uncaring, naked eye,
of the forever burning sun.

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