I hear the weeping of a motherless child My conscience is clear, my awareness defiled Global warming, melting icecaps, disappearing bees All these different threats of our accelerating entropy By the recklessness of our desires our species is driven We ignore matter of fact, and scientific proof given
Green behind the shadow, peace behind the fist Greed behind the reason for the evidence we dismiss So allow yourselves to experience this uneasiness of mind, The dread that holds us fast, cause it's our species on the line...
Traveler Tim 06-2019 The bees are coming back so perhaps we've nothing to dread over.