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Broken Promise

Can we turn things around?

By Barb DukemanPublished 5 months ago 1 min read
This is our world

We make a solemn promise

Taking care of that we found

We must consider we were calmest,

Forgetful as we came unbound

Nature takes its familiar course

We try in vain to reconstruct as

Mountains split the sea with force

A result of what we did unlock

Our careless ways turned land to ruin

We forgot our place among the living

Slowly watching futures loosen

We took too much instead of giving

When we reach the turning point

Hands outstretched to find the edge

Our splintered palms, bleeding, joined

A shadow of our former pledge

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About the Creator

Barb Dukeman

An English teacher by trade, I’ve spent 32+ years in the classroom, instilling a love of literature (and a tolerance of writing) in my students. I started reading at the age of three and started writing at 13 with a poem about green socks.

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Comments (2)

  • Joe O’Connor4 months ago

    I like the subtle references to the way humans treat the earth, and this is a powerful and topical message for today’s world! I liked this line “We try in vain to reconstruct”, as you do get a different meaning on the reverse read. Nice😊

  • Shirley Belk5 months ago

    Yes! We have to start doing better!

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