But for how long?

Magical moments.
Wheat bales adorn the land.
A sure sign autumn is on its way.
We have survived another year.

But for how long?
How long before the decline;
before the harm done,
becomes irreversible?

And whilst we destroy
our beautiful countryside,
the towns and cities
go to wrack and ruin.

We have the wrong priorities.
Rebuild the homes.
Make our towns and cities
a place of beauty. Not despair.
Change the bloody record.