alien landscape

looking from a distance, i see now a world so changed it is almost alien to me. every time i look at it, there is something different. impossible changes have taken place, reshaping the face of the earth that once felt like home. once... almost a lifetime ago. i wouldn't recognize it anymore if i was to stumble upon it. i wouldn't feel comfortable there if i was to stay, for i would no longer fit. i wouldn't love it the way i did, not anymore. its once green leaves have growns razor-sharp thorns that would slash my flesh and spill my blood. it's once soft soil has evolved to quicksand fields, deadly traps that would sink me into oblivion. it's once blue skies have turned pitch-black, destroyed by the smokestacks of progress. almost everything is dead; and whatever has not died is sharp, poisonous and treacherous. i wouldn't fit. not anymore.