Once a field of green, lush and wonderful;
Now, a stretch of asphalt.
Once trees climbed to the lowest cloud;
Now, a chain-link fence.
Once a stream branched in several spots;
Now a cement ditch.
Once sky blue and clear;
Now air brown as dirt.
Once we played outside;
Now, everyone confined in the house.
Once we reverenced Mother Nature;
Now, electronics is our God.
