Philosophical

Whenever I hear that famous line,
“they paved paradise
to put up a parking lot.”
I close my eyes and dream
Of a way to make it stop,

I see incredible numbers 
Of almost straight tubes
Laying by the thousands 
Scattered all over the world,
I see swarms of heavy lifting drones
Controlled from different towns and
Synchronized throughout the world.
A thousand feet above Everest
They are strung end to end,
They build a ring around the world
Where everyone can live,
Then we can clean up our mess 
Heal what gave us life
And witness all the beauty
Untouched by human strife.

I open my eyes each time
Knowing it will never be,
At least within my lifetime
This is clear to me.
For now it must remain
Ringing in my head.

Ringing In My Head