Mankind, so often, the self-absorbed fool,
closing his eyes to his youthful mistake,
splashes his pleasure in the virgin pool,
thus, leaving his selfishness in his wake.
Nature tries hard to sparkle the jewel,
sprinkling her crystalline wintery flake.
Then protecting it with her icy tool,
that is too hard for the weak man to break.
As spring thaws come, refreshed with renewal,
we can teach man, that if just he could make
himself be not so uncaring and cruel.
His daughters and sons might learn not to take
for granted this natural, unspoiled pool.
It is merely our world that is at stake.
—
Michael Mulherin lives in Rochester, NY, where he earned an MBA from St. John Fisher University. Michael writes poetry largely for the personal enjoyment of it. Michael has had two of his poems published in the Fall 2024 issue of Westward Quarterly and will have another in the Winter 2025 issue of WWQ.
