The Commitment For Nature

Plants whistle through the bursting gust.
Bees making new hives, need to adjust.
Creatures, big and small, gobble up nectar of the gods.
Worms venturing out, testing the odds.

Fern leaves being picked off by the nasty conditions.
By haters and traitors making it their mission
To destroy our earth and leave nothing behind,
and make all animals hate mankind.

The dragonfly is an airplane,
Flying to keep sane.
Collecting foods for their kin.
And sleeping within.

The Coopers Stream drifted across the silent rocks,
Wills and Burke had a shock.
When food is all they really needed.
But it was too late, when their own lives conceded.

This was always Aboriginal land.
But instead of protecting, we made it bland.
What was in front of us was the key,
Always was, always will be.