Fear Not

“This land is protected,” 

So we are told.                       

 But I have inspected,   

             

And found it infected                

Where I often strolled. 

“This land is protected.”   

        

That notion is rejected. 

Laws have controlled,              

But I have inspected.               

Waste is often directed            

By those who patrolled

This land. “It’s protected.”       

It leaves me dejected,              

Noting were dozers rolled.       

But I have inspected 

               

Sanctuaries disrespected;         

Priceless places sold.               

“This land isn’t protected,        

            For I have inspected.”