Birth Rights

A look at our certain future!

Granddaughter Payton

Wheat fields wave across the meadow

bright yellow 'neath a sky of blue

Beautiful swaths of sun bleached straw

cut down long before their due

So like the children of our city

colored yellow, red, brown and gold

Living out their lives in dog years

struck down long before they're old

This sickness flows through our land

leaving the helpless and despaired

Where all are made to be thrown out

none are saved or even repaired

When the silent spring finally comes

and all the birds are in a museum

We'll sell our birthright for a song

so children can pay to see them

Then all the beauty will be gone

as our grandchildren run out to play

Not under blue or 'cross the green

but in the trash from yesterday

Written August 13, 2009

All rights reserved

Author's Note

At the rate we are going we are sadly destined as a race for a dry, dusty, polluted, future. Devoid of beauty, music, children or hope!.

Reviews

[AprilRN1210]

you are by far, one of the most talented writers I have had the pleasure to meet.. I absolutely love this.. I love the picture, the font, color, the message, the flow, the rhythm, the imagery, each carefully selected word.. It feels light and hopeful and yet at the same time like a harsh wake up call.. nice job as always..

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you April I smiled upon reading that and felt I had accomplished what I set out to do.I am humbled and honored.

[AprilRN1210]

I am glad I could make you smile.. Your poetry always makes me FEEL.. I love the depth of emotion in which you write your meaningful pieces.. you always walk away feeling like you learned something or experienced something worthwhile... I would say it was a home run with this one sir.. You are more than welcome, my friend.. It is I, who is honored.. :)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you my friend.

[AprilRN1210]

anytime.. I love reading your work... It is my pleasure..

[Richard🖌]

I'm of three minds here, Tate,

First, that you're an amazingly skilled, highly-intelligent poet, with an irresistibly appealing flair for composing masterful poetry, its spot-on display, introductory imagery, alluring titles, accompanying music, and themes that firmly grab minds, hearts, and souls.
Secondly, there's no doubting your gifts of insight, compassion, common sense, and passion for what's inherently right or wrong and exactly how to fluently express it.
Third, I'm of the mind that humankind will never realize its full potential until everything furnished freely that sustains us is destroyed, therefore, of necessity, is forced to create whatever's required and necessary to survive.

If I were alive in those eventually inevitable times, though, I'm sure I'd look back with great nostalgia on the days when clean air, greenery, and fauna once blessed the earth … as for the children, their children, and all to come … they'll be the explorers of life's new frontiers.

Always, My Friend, your poems gift reason for reaching deep within …
thank you, Tate ⁓ Richard🖌

[Tate Morgan]

Well, now that’s some review I’m glad you liked it. It came to me almost Word for Word one day driving down the road. I wrote it on a pad of paper without ever looking at it as I was watching the road the whole time.

[Beccy]

How can anyone look into those beautiful, trusting eyes, and not be ashamed that we are not doing our very best for future generations.

We pay lip service, but still drive the pollution and desecration our planet ever onwards and upwards. A prime example of this, is the Prime Minister of Australia. His nation has had the fires of hell visited on it, yet still the man defends the fossil fuel industry; puts the now, before the future. He is only one example of many; and whilst such people are in charge, we will only ever tinker at the edges, rather than make the great leap forward that is needed.

Beccy.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I would say I agree with that. As a race I think we are doomed. We simply do not have the fortitude to face the realities

[Jamestown]

So much truth in this piece, you are absolutely right we are running out
of the simple beautiful things because of our own disregard:(
Imagery filled in which won't be at this rate of lack of responsibility,
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Tate Morgan]

Jamestown I am so sorry I seemed to have forgotten to respond to this kind review thank you sir happy Easter sir

[Tate Morgan]

Jamestown I am so sorry I seemed to have forgotten to respond to this kind review thank you sir happy Easter sir

[Levi Levin]

A great poem to ponder. Great job Tate! Your an illuminating poet in our generation.

[Tate Morgan]

Hi Levi so nice to see you again. Thank you so much .

[Miss Sharon]

What a stirring, poignant and well written poem Tate. I am enjoying reading your work in "My Immortal Soul." You know how to touch the deepest parts of the heart. Bravo! ~Sharon

[Tate Morgan]

Sharon thank you. i dont know what drives me to write some of these. I suppose it is a feeling of hopelessness. I look out on the world and I see the abyss

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I remember our front yard with hundreds of honeybees drinking from clover...the bees are gone...the clover dwindling...with no bees to pollenate it. But I still see beauty...I still hear music...my baby smiles and I have hope.

[Tate Morgan]

Fabian So nice top see you today. I so need to do justice to your work as well.I thank you. I have of late been campaigning for Bernie Sanders as i see him as the last great American. I too have noticed the loss of bees everywhere. I dont know what we were thinking in this country. We have a west that once was poulated with 500 types of grasses .Now we plant wheat corn barley, We have overpopulated our world .We use nitrates to increase yields. I give us les than 50 yrs before we are all at each others throats over water. Most refuse to see these things But like you I notice the things around me and the things we took for granted that are now gone. Like you I still see beauty and still dream of music that once brought man together may it happen again. Thank you again

[M.E.Lyle]

A sad take on reality. Sadder still, if you allowed your children out to play unsupervised you could be charged with child endangerment. Things are not as they were.
Remember what the Milky Way used to look like?
Makes you wonder what the future holds.
Great write.

[Tate Morgan]

M. E Lyle i remember well flocks of birds in early 60s blacking out the sun Such things are but memories now. We have little chance now as we continue to pollute our lives. Children dont play in the parks much as heroin addicts use them now. If we dont make a drastic change we are doomed

[minisla]

Nature shall reclaim what's rightfully hers without us

[Tate Morgan]

I don't have any doubt the nature will reclaim there after we wipe ourselves completely off it for we are a species to kill their own

[B. Maaitah]

Wow.. I'm at a loss for worlds at just how masterfully written this is, I'll never get enough of reading your poems... I feel I owe you cause I learn so much by reading your work.. Thank You

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I try to keep them simple like me common language used in uncommon ways short sweet to the point leaving the lesson learned for last

[Joanna Maharis]

This poem is reminiscent of a painting. I like the way it appeals to all of the senses, bringing your readers so close to nature, it was as if it was an all consuming experience of one's own entire being.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you joannna I have mixed feelings about it .I wrote it one day driving down the road looking out over the expanse of the countryside