Today’s Changing Tides And Times:
With head void and light
Mind mildly, kindly and feeble
Was I bugged to my wits in queries:
Why raze at will to ground all life forms
Of why such physical loathsome feelings;
Such Poisonous passion for destruction
Why the killings of sweet simplicity of nature
Earth flora and fauna lost to lust and gluttony
With wars come defoliation, ruin, deforestation
In scales that leave no repair room or reverse
Leaving no channels for waters to run it’s flow
Refusing hills and mountains of ground stance
Bringing Being and the wild weird neighbours
And ill-health as deaths our exchanging gifts.
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