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In Defence of the Lesser

In Defence of the Lesser Then it was Sunday and the easterly wind curled around the house rattling windows the hooligan is in an intimidating mood the rain came, big scary drops that held stones and sand of hatred in its interior. Towns drowned as rivers overflowed and the old and babies died hyperthermia. We have tampered with nature axed trees and our intelligence of pure logic will soon destroy us as expendable humans and then when humanity is so stupid, they can`t even make a proper sling; there will be lush forests palm dates and peace, but only if we stay dumb, and favour love above anything else.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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