How true this is, we live in an age of infinite possibilities and yet we still choose to act in the most destructive ways that rob our earth of its greatness, tearing mountains for coal, making craters of sewage and tar for oil, creating mountains of plastic and cutting and carving forests in the name of progress, the only progress man makes is making paradise a grave. This is a wonderful poem, powerful and thoughtful.
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How true this is, we live in an age of infinite possibilities and yet we still choose to act in the most destructive ways that rob our earth of its greatness, tearing mountains for coal, making craters of sewage and tar for oil, creating mountains of plastic and cutting and carving forests in the name of progress, the only progress man makes is making paradise a grave. This is a wonderful poem, powerful and thoughtful.