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Aug 2018
We were given a beautiful world to call home,
A natural wonder,
we were once free to roam ,
Amazing landscapes and animals to look at in awe,
Until selfishness and greed,
was planted into our core,
Money was invented,
Which divided the rich and the poor,
Power obsessed tyrants, creating mayhem and war,


We couldn't unite,
Because of race colour and creed,
Even though red,
is the same blood that we bleed
Not willing to except each other's beliefs,

So now the pendulum swings,
And we prepare for our last sunrise,
I say these words with a tear in my eye,
It's sad but no surprise,
We created our own human demise. !!
Steve m sawyer
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Steve m sawyer  35/M/Bolton
(35/M/Bolton)   
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