If only you knew the feel of a zephyr, With its current swooping around hillsides Ruffling the spruce trees everywhere, Or descend downwards towards verdant vales Where flowers bloom all through the year. If only you knew what the oceans utter As wonderful waves smash into each other, Or roll nonchalantly towards the bays, Destroying sand castles or wiping up The poor love letters which were written there. If only you knew the various sounds of Earth, The laughter of little children playing in our parks, The parade of grown-ups commemorating feasts, The sounds of aeroplanes fighting for supremacy, Whilst on the ground tanks rumble on firing at will. If only you knew the evil concocted by selfish persons, Where kindness seems to be at a premium. Yet I discern others who are compassionate And help others less fortunate than themselves. How grateful receivers of good works will be. If only you knew how many angels fly above Around the silver stars that orbit in perfect harmony. Angels that care for this poor land which We have ruined successfully through our unwanted trash. While food is thrown away when others die in famine and pain. Placed 1