I think the world has gone insane,
on the brink of suicide.
We pollute the air were supposed to breath,
and in our SUV's we hide.
There's people starving in the world,
so we grow corn for fuel,
and let it rot over taking a loss,
'cos were nobody's fool.
We're ignorant of the balance,
Mother Nature's systems need,
so we try and fix what isn't broke,
by genetically modifying seed.
And now the earth is fighting back,
trying to save herself,
from this pesky little virus,
thats needs back on the shelf.
And years from now when we are gone,
and she is back on track,
the only thing we left behind,
was all this plastic crap.
Apr 26, 2010
Apr 26, 2010 at 3:49 PM UTC
I think the world has gone insane,
on the brink of suicide.
We pollute the air were supposed to breath,
and in our SUV's we hide.
There's people starving in the world,
so we grow corn for fuel,
and let it rot over taking a loss,
'cos were nobody's fool.
We're ignorant of the balance,
Mother Nature's systems need,
so we try and fix what isn't broke,
by genetically modifying seed.
And now the earth is fighting back,
trying to save herself,
from this pesky little virus,
thats needs back on the shelf.
And years from now when we are gone,
and she is back on track,
the only thing we left behind,
was all this plastic crap.
©A Thomas Hawkins 2010
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