Tony Powers
3 min readJun 18, 2022


Icy nights

Stifling morns

Melting ice

Years of warns

Fires, floods


Sliding mud

Bone-dry plains

Rising seas


Famine, disease

Pandora’s box

And at root

All along

The iron boot

Of all gone wrong

Great enemy

Of water, air

Of land, of sea

Of elk, of bear

Of fish and fowl

Of oak and pine

Of hawk and owl

Of twig of vine

Of cloud and rain

Of ice and snow

Of mountain chain

Of fjord and floe

Of all that’s green

And by sun kissed

Of grain and bean

And morning mist

What have we wrought

For money done?

What ruin brought

What web now spun

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

Sit back in thought

At what we’ve done

Yet doing nought

To make undone

A century on

How will it be?

When much is gone

Imagine please

What will we breathe?

What will we drink?

What will we eat?

Just stop and think

Stop and think.

* * * * * * * *

And…will we

The wrecking ball

Even be?


Be missed at all?

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