Terry D. Sutherland

SMALL GREEN PLANET

We send our legions across the sea
We march them in our streets
We parade them where all can see
The strength of divisions and fleets

It matters not the army’s strength
Or the legion’s rate of march
Or the size of the foe they meet
Or the cost for pomp and starch

What matters is this small green earth
Where we are all destined to reside
Everything else lacks any worth
If we destroy our only countryside

The stewardship of our home
Can’t be measured in win or lose
No country can stand alone
Working together they must choose

This poem inspired the response, “Good Old Earth” ~ ©Copyright April 20, 2008 by
Colin F. Jones