We cannot but chuse to hear

This poem is about oil spill. It amazed me how sometimes we are going beyond what to do and nothing is being done. When stated "must we wander in our guilt this earth to tell any & all who might listen that god glories life over greed, loves all things s/he has made?", to me it means that if you re didn't create it you can't fix it. We must face it this is the end of the world like it or not. This world has been through a lot just like we have been through a lot. Only the Creator of the Universe could make chances. Even if we try, it might work foe a while but itr won't last. Due this oil spill, lots of seafood company are losing money. The oil spill is not the only problem. We have been in hurricanes, earthquake and more. Lots of things have been lost and that includes lives.