Now I See
Farm Road was a dusty trail
With a creek and a bog
Quick Mathew would catch a frog
And we’d keep him in a pail
Tadpoles would flourish in the stream
Wiggly and slimy in hand
We were living in a dream
And we did not understand
There were woods thick with bush
Branches, twigs moved with a push
All around lost in bliss
Of Mother Nature’s wilderness
The river shallow with slippery stone
Mathew and I crossed it alone
Trying not to get wet feet
As if soggy socks signaled defeat
Now the stream is dark and void
The frogs, the fish all destroyed
Farm Road is paved like all the rest
Houses built where there was forest
Progress they say I want to scream
I see your progress, progress be damned
We were living in a dream
And we did not understand
No rocks to turn to see a millipede
Our refuge of nature is now gone
A victim of man and his greed
Yet still life it must go on
There is little in us worth to redeem
The world goes on as Satan planned
We were living in a dream
And we did not understand
