You Will Follow Us
We are birds in a tree.
Shooting, trapping, pollution
and building have destroyed
most of our kind.
For the moment, those left
but one by one we are going,
One day you will not hear us sing
and another sound will be heard –
it will be of the world caving in,
not bit by almost invisible bit,
but with a tired roar,
and you will have followed us into
One of my greatest concerns is of the need to conserve the environment. Those of you who read Green Monkey Publications posts may have read ‘Popping Off’. If you have not yet done so and you would like to read it, you will find the poem by scrolling down.