Nature's Future

• Andy Huang, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2019

As the trees sway to my approaching feet,
The grass that shines in day, glaring at me,
My mind journeyed away from thee -
Magnificent sliding doors beacons mighty.
Technology covering nature is all I see.

The wisps of wind forcing my tracks back,
But still I storm past for
Tech’s supreme, nature’s last.
Music radiates vibrantly in my ears as
Death from natural forces closes near.

Barriers of glass halts the green creature,
Brains of robot intellect beckons pleasure.
My left, man of robotic neck, near to cease,
My right, waves of code massacres disease.
My mind rushes back, a goal in sight.
To vanish the natures shrouded in fright.