30 Poems in 30 Days: A chance to survive (4/30)
4 June 2007
A chance to survive
by Daniel R Stout
The wood tick crawls along
my leg, looking for a place
to suck my blood.
Nature seems in balance
in this small place
in the field by the trees.
The birds cry out as a hawk
looms above.
The wild turkeys at the edge
of the field run
when we come into sight.
The air of the forest
seeps into the lungs,
deeply and crisply.
But balance is in the
microcosm. And even that
is an illusion. The ticks
are running riot,
poisoning their hosts.
The temperature is hot
for a spring day.
The fish in the pond
have all died.
Do we heed the message?
The atmosphere is burning,
and it is time to act.
The love of life runs
through our veins. Is there
still a chance to survive?
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