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Aug 2016
The Earth spins and continues to spin
A wind blows, but there is a change to begin
Whispers try to speak, but the echoes are just too weak
Change is about to come
But living could be next to none
Cracks are starting to form on the Earth
Scientists are predicting it’s a new birth
But the Earth is getting hotter and hotter with destruction being its name
Our understanding has been lame
We constantly miss the bull’s eye having no aim
So what am I supposed to do?
Does anybody even have a clue?
Years of polluting, but the price has become a toll
Evilness has struck, and we are our own foe
But all you can say is “SO”
Yet the Earth is accelerating with time
But have you truly changed and what residue will remain?
No time to think nor plan
The Earth Spirals, and it has become an endless peril.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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