Interacting Awareness

Every so often
is felt inner desire

an urge
to migrate
to city centre

focus of interaction

to touch pulse
feel heartbeat
immerse in movement

before returning
to shadow life

in solitary suburb.

On the periphery

guarding the heartseed

of dissipated land.

Lost in economics.

Best fertile productive land
worth doubles more if
for housing quick profit sold.

Best agricultural land lost
rich crops lost for ever more.

Rich rich soil so rare so rare
is true wealth of nation
build houses on worthless land.

People eat blessing of God given land
feeding people is blessing of mighty God.
To lay waste in greed to God given land
is to invite blight famine of greedy hand.

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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