Action

 

Action.

 

As another fresh morning nods its new head
a choir of voices from Nature begins.
Kingdoms of earthworms start stretching    
and sensing light get to work airily sifting
and waking their underground neighbours
who galvanize others to do the same.

Finally feather and fur whom, batons raised
drench every moment with choral action. 
Songs of gratitude bequest celebration
but nations of humans still straining at gnats
abuse earth's resources to more devastation.
Can madness, hiding in no-guilt policies
axe pandemic replies to in-built folly ?