Sonnet: On Cancer

If Cancer’s on the rise without much cure;
Then blame the air, food, water-pollutant;
The dismal scenario, we must endure;
What steps have we taken to curb but chant?

Our genes are changing fast, yet man's the cause;
We spill the oil and dump nuclear wastes;
New carcinogens then become our boss;
Man keeps changing most things including tastes;

Why blame the earth, our fate and God and Stars?
'Tis men who had put Nature in shackles;
And things get worse by man-made ugly wars;
Man must not change environs, he tackles.
Let better sense prevail inhuman minds;
All man-made dirt can't be hidden 'hind blinds.

poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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