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Imagine the tawny owl soaring high Through the midnight mist Up into the crisp night sky Simply content to exist The owl lands on a perch The limb of an ancient oak tree And surveys the land in search For one human who is free Sadly all of humanity is stuck Inside their manmade domes Gazing at glowing screens, moonstruck Unaware of what's outside their homes Hunger, war, pain and misery A time of progression they say Constantly moving around busily Never slowing down to observe the dismay The wise owl witnesses all At the stroke of midnight How this sad race is doomed to fall Until there is nothing left in sight
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Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 2:11 AM UTC
Midnight
Imagine the tawny owl soaring high Through the midnight mist Up into the crisp night sky Simply content to exist The owl lands on a perch The limb of an ancient oak tree And surveys the land in search For one human who is free Sadly all of humanity is stuck Inside their manmade domes Gazing at glowing screens, moonstruck Unaware of what's outside their homes Hunger, war, pain and misery A time of progression they say Constantly moving around busily Never slowing down to observe the dismay The wise owl witnesses all At the stroke of midnight How this sad race is doomed to fall Until there is nothing left in sight
#the#fall#of#humanity
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Dumanogu
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Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 2:11 AM UTC
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