Someone Else Poem by David Wood
Someone Else
I am looking for someone else you see
But that person always eludes me.
For when I walk through the park
Or on a lonely street after dark
And I see beer cans thrown in the street
Or crisp packets, or cartons I do greet
That other people have cast aside,
Who discard their rubbish far and wide,
For it’s always for someone else to pick up
That beer can, wrapper or paper cup.
That someone else must be a busy guy
For no matter where I look or how hard I try
I cannot find them, it makes you want to cry.
Or crisp packets, or cartons I do greet, That other people have cast aside, Lord has given you the eyes that's why you cant avoid, social activities to avoid filthy surroundings...a habit to keep the surrounding neat and clean Its every bodies job, open earth is not a dustbin A POET CAN TAKE ACTION ON THAT LIKE AN ENVIRONMENTALIST I love your way..I request to all reader please convey this to the society..Thank DAVID
I have to keep the street along our place picked up. It is a monumental job. Especially in the spring before mowing it. Usually it is all trash but occasionally a hidden treasure. Your lines reminded me of the dialogue going in my mind as I police all the blowing trash: someone was too busy to spare a minute of their schedule, so I must make a huge allotment in mine to remove all the rubbish. I can feel the pity and the approval of the drivers who see me as they drive by. Some men feel something more, curiosity why is that old lady out picking trash up? She must need the can money! Haha, I am picking it up for my health, that's it! This is such a clever piece. It really grabs hold of one.
Beautiful poem, we indeed leave to much trash laying around.
an environmentalist composition...it means nothing can escape a poet's sensitivity...a poem with a strong message
Great write David. What nature has given us is truly beautiful yet appreciated by too little. My biggest gripe is those who do not pick up there doggy doo's.
It certainly does make one want to cry - have you read mine entitled Rubbish. A humorous write but with an essence of truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 8:13:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice Poem. You are good observer of the environment. In my country heapsof debris are left behind for no one to clear. This poem to me has deep meaning about societal ills. Thanks for sharing