When the last human being has gone

And the planet is free of their kind

What will then happen?

Will wounds heal and damage disappear?

Will wild storms cease and ice refreeze

At the Poles?  Will fires and floods go away?

Will evolution try again, as our poisons fade?

Will self healing kick in?

How soon before the wind blows free

And sunlight bathes the empty earth?

Or will all the detritus of the dead

The waste and all the rubbish

Be driven by raging winds

Around an empty planet, all life extinct,

Buildings crumbling, rusting cars,

Relics of those who would not listen,

Impervious to oblivion?

Though some tried;



Written by Tony Mitchell




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