Brummet's Conscious Blog

-- Quote of the Day --  ... actually an excerpt from a poem...   He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls. ~Alfred, Lord Tennyson, The Eagle  -- Poetry --  Since I started today's post with poetry, I thought I'd continue the theme. This poem is excerpted from my 1st book of poetry: Towards Understanding and speaks about the human impact on the environment.  I use the term "men" - as in mankind. This poem was written as lyrics, but works as a poem as well. How Can They Be So Cruel? Yeah, I heard from a friend Mother Earth's life will end  In explosions of death, sorrow and pain; And they tell me the cause is men. How can they be so cruel? Yeah they hurt her, and purge her, They burn her, and posion her rain... They chop he...