Day 10 Prompt: Future, Form: Sonnet, Device: Chiasmus
I haven’t managed to fit in any word reversals but in a way I feel the whole poem covers a reversal so that’s my compromise.
Earth to Earth
The land has suffered from man’s greed
Upturned, denuded ground
No respect for Mother Nature
Just took whate’er they found
But all too soon the day will come
When Earth’s no place to be
For those who live the high-tech life
And elsewhere they will flee
But those who live a simple life
Will tend the Earth again
Enrich her soil, embrace her sun
Cherish her blessed rain.