I wandered lonely as a cloud or so the poem says.

I wonder how that cloud would be if it wondered by today?

Full of acid rain I bet to empty far below,

Or dodging round the ionosphere; the holes nowhere to go.

Carbon monoxide from the cars or from the power stations,

Polluting the air; destroying the sky; it cares not over which nation.

The rain falls down from the clouds relieved to be set free,

But then it pollutes our water; from lake to river to sea.

While floating over the Americas; deforestation is the plight,

Man cares not for insects; birds and animals must all take flight.

Laying bare the earth all round; land erosion now takes place,

The rain wipes out the fertile soil and desert now the base.

A further rise in temperature all caused by mans own folly,

Polar ice caps in melt down and Chernobyl wasn’t jolly.

All this causing side effects and strangling the sky,

No protection from U.V. and you say you wonder why?

Well wondering is not enough; we’re way past that late stage,

The condition of the earth today; should fill you all with rage.

Get up off your backsides now and pressure your MP,

Demand the care; clean up your act; protect your community.

But warning signals are being ignored; the signs have not been noted,

The poor and meek are a dying breed and the greedy getting bloated.

Companies can rape the earth of ores and all its riches.

Pollute the air and poison the earth with intent or just by glitches

Look around our Solar system for planets with similar scars,

Hot and dry no atmosphere; I speak of course of Mars.

Must we take a similar course? No clouds nor rain no sky?

I hope you give the answer NO! or surely we must die.

If we all take care; for the earth around; our local neighborhood,

Mother-nature will reward us all and look after us for good.

Either way the damage done; it’s hard to pull it back,

Ice caps gone; seas all dry; the earth will dry and crack.

If Wordsworth’s cloud was with us now; could it still be pure?

No acid rain; no mercury; no phosphates and no cure,

Billowing out; rolling round; breathing air so clean,

That cloud knows what clean air is; it’s something I’ve not seen.