The Devils Sonnet

The devils sonnet.

In the Devil’s name, how do we revile,
We take all the good, teach it to Berate
In the shame of man, why do Smile?
Boiling the oceans, getting me Irate.

To much self-destruction Tolerated,
Farmers chemical, dead food production,
Poisoned rivers, water Carbonated.
Mother nature dead, Human destruction.

 When nature supplies, why Do we Plastic?
We love to berate, leaving just Hate,
Genuine conservation Fantastic, 
With man’s Carelessness Securing Earths Fate.

 Weak minded Always ready to revel,
Mankind never owning his own devil.

© 01/08/2023 rog leach
the devil’s flower