On open plains,
Replacing grass and kangaroo
With mapped out streets and traffic lights
From workers with theodolites
To introduce
Gone the bilby, the reptiles too
Out with the old, in with the new
A different vista on star filled nights
On open plains.
Is it possible they never knew
Of nature's loss that would ensue
When progress of unequal might
On open plains.
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For some reason I'm yet to fathom I'm unable to reply to comments left by others so thank you for dropping by and taking the time to read and comment. Merlene