Picture this, if you will, an endless land. The golden grass swaying in the breeze. The buffalo roaming in the distance. The clouds move slowly above your head. Not a sound is heard but a few chirps of a friendly cricket. The warm smell of fresh land whiffs across your nose. The cool air wraps around you. This is the true beauty of America, The open Prairies. It’s been said a million times and it will be said Infinite more. The Prairie is one of our last prides. And it’s fading into a fast moving mass of Modern Age. It seems almost futile to say we need to take care of this yet- it’s over looked. From a day to day basis we fill this heavenly landscape with piles of trash and ruin. Or we spend our ignorant time building across it, forcing the dark shadow of twisted steel and bricks slowly across the innocent land. I believe it is our sole duty to put this to an end. Is that new super center or that new arcade worth blindness of your great grandson’s sight of the majestic buffalo? Is it worth the highways and restaurants to lose the stories that the soil holds? Not in my eyes. I want to close with a quote that very much relates to the problem at hand. “…present heavens and earth are reserved for fire, being kept for the Day of Judgment and destruction of ungodly men.” (2 Peter 3:7). It is God’s will that these wonderful lands are kept pure and un-poisoned by man’s hands. The lands of golden dreams and heaven’s skies. Its short. I only had 250-350 words to work with. Prompt is our duty as american citizens