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At War With Nature - Monotetra

War with nature's a losing one, it's just like spitting at the sun No matter what, nature has won. It is not fun. It is not fun. Mankind can rape the forests broad, with axe and chainsaw, trees are sawed, but they grow back and we are awed. Deserves a laud. Deserves a laud. A species has become extinct, but will arise, one more distinct; to the old one it will be linked That is succinct. That is succinct. The sludge and runoff smother streams, because of mankind's greedy schemes and total lack of worthy dreams, or so it seems, or so it seems. The latest campaign is fracking, sets the earth's mantle to cracking; astute forethought sadly lacking. I'm not backing! I'm not backing! Into the oceans, sewers flow, suffocate the whales' blowhole, causes massive red tides to grow. A tale of woe! A tale of woe!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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