TAKEN -Poetry

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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.

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by Stephanie Daich