How Is The World

This poem was done for an assignment for English. Written in iambic pentameter.

How is the World

How is the world to be so cold and vain
When Nature's beauty comes ignored by man
And the world should pass us by once again
With no one to stop it before they can

The beautiful sunset on the ocean
The wind whispering through the great oak trees
With the suns never ending devotion
And the moons great gorgeous eternity

Metal machines replace their great beauty
With many mens lives to entertain him
That some are to blind to believe and see
What may develop right infront of them

May the strength of nature open your eyes
To the beauty of great heavens skies