"Then and Now"
Grandpa used to tell me
Stories about the old days
The days when the blue skies are bright
When dawns filled with morning dews
Birds chirping and nesting
Caterpillars turning into butterflies
All in the trees of our own backyard
The nights are cool, and so tranquil
Lying down under the starry night sky
You can hear the sound of the wind
Then I said to Grandpa,
'That can't be the world I know!'
For all I can see now is
Hundreds of skyscrappers
Surrounded by thousand of noisy automobiles
Underneath the shady polluted sky
I can no longer find the trees, the birds,
nor the butterflies
Nights are now warm
I can hardly see the stars
As they're covered by the smokey sky
Where are those bright blue skies, Grandpa?
Where are those huge leafy trees?
And what happen to those peaceful nights you told me about?
They all sound like a fairy tale to me
You must be very sad to see the world today, Grandpa
All the amazingly beautiful things are gone
This planet is becoming too warm for us to live in
They call it Global Warming
We might have to migrate to another planet,
Unless we do something serious about it.
Wish us luck, Grandpa!
So, I gave an assignment to my Pre Elementary students to make poetry about the recently hot topics: the global warming. And there it is, I tried to make my own. Guess, I'm not so poetic, am I? ;)Labels: assignment, poetry |
