One year after wild boar incident near deforested area at Pasir Ris Park

On this day, the mangroves are witnesses to the destruction that lay waste to the forest.

The echoes of the frightened wild boar escaping from its diminishing habitat reverberate till this day.

The sounds of the roaring wind from the sea appear to muffle the grating noise of the construction works.

From times past, the landscape has seen one forest patch after another flattened to become concrete blocks.

The wildlife inhabitants fled from one forest fragment to another, often invisible.

Until one day, when the last straw broke the camel’s back, one wild boar decided that enough was enough.

In its daze, it knocked down a human being along Sungei Api Api and fled.

The news broke the next day, and the reckoning of our self-destruction dawned on us.

No more deforestation, we tell ourselves and one another, for we have overstepped our planetary boundaries.

No more harm to our flora and fauna.

No more harm to our mental health.

No more damage to our warming climate.

No more damage to our ailing mangroves.

No more.

Reference: My Feedback on the survey on wild animals in Pasir Ris estate

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A Cry for Nature (Poem by Alan Ardy)

A Cry For Nature

They’re cutting more and more trees down, have you seen?
And replacing them with concrete that’s quite obscene

In the name of development and urban renewal. 
Destroying wildlife habitats isn’t just cruel

But also short-term thinking at its very worst
Because such gross devastation can’t be reversed.

But they don’t care about Nature, just the pursuit of wealth, 
Indifferent to the effect upon the nation’s health.

They say it’s for progress but they don’t see the dangers
Of our next generation growing up as strangers

To the undisturbed beauty of a forest glade
And the calm tranquility that Nature has made

Quite unaware that ecological destruction
Isn’t progress at all but spiritual corruption.

Do they seriously believe that more urban sprawl,
Industrial estates or another shopping mall

With architectural designs in dubious taste
Is worth the cost of the country they’re laying waste?

They’re so insensitive without realising
Their rapist mentality is vandalising

The environment’s pure and natural aesthetic
With cheap vulgarity that’s quite pathetic.

So please feel for the trees as they slowly die
And remember these words which are Nature’s cry.

By Alan Ardy
Writer,
Creative Director