On acres of land

Bricks and mortar handled by man 
Architectural creations from a plan
On acres of land that once was bare
with vast open space and clean fresh air
But hamlets become villages and those villages expand with built enterprises on that land
So on and on open ground is sought
by building developers who profit when bought
Brand new places are created from plots of spaces thus changing a village into a town
Expansions of homes for the ever-growing population to dwell on earth that once was brown

Through the decades humanity increases so areas of no-man’s land decreases
Where there is profit there shall be gain, a never-ending gravy train
Bit by bit shrub land deminishes as developements join up with another that finishes
Eating away our green and pleasant land to fill the overgrowing populace demand
There shall come a day in decades more when vast open space will be called for
Man reaps and sows and rearranges with his need to survive the world changes

Will there come a day when only the sea can be our play ?
land that once was lush and green is never more to be seen
Rows of houses though people’s homes have no grassland to wander with no walkways or roams
Hamlets and villages are a thing of the past as metropolis cities have gained in amass
Clustered and cluttering to cope with humankind
But where has the countryside gone with peace of mind ?
Thankfully I shall never see the day
when all our green fields will be lost in dismay