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Feb 2015
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­How long do we stuff our thighs

With evolutions lies

I watch on as another tower

Hits the skies

And I'm singing

the blues

excuse

me

for what do I know

But that your taking the land

Stopping seeds to grow

so you go

And build a supermall

So we can continue

To stuff our faces like pigs

That's evolution

We need to create jobs for the economy

So therefore we need to eat ****, use ****,

and cause children in poor countries ****

because we are so enslaved

to this system endoctrined within us

Engrained in an empty train

Of ******* ****.

We're a tribe of too many

Listening to some rat pack  

Who has no clue

What to do

why not freedom and trust

Wipe away the rust

That lingers on this falling world .

Who am I to know?

Of course there's more to it,

It's really quite complex

I don't know what's next

But I think it's time we stop living **** lies

Supermalls on the rise

And stop the poverty

Hello food sovereignty

Breathe Heather

Breathe....

...aaaahhhh....

I love you all,
Let's do this <3
My intentions are not to blame a singular person, we're in this together and together shall unravel into a better way.
Written in anger and frustration at a 5am car ride into the city after spending too long hiding in the country.
Heather Moon
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