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About This Poem
Dominion - Constanza
In our hands has come the power
to make deserts bloom in shades
yet, to grow within we need aide.
Much alike are we, all flower.
The leaf which draws like fingered hands
the field, and mountain make demands.
We must mend all, we've devoured.
The sea's cry with hurricanes
'clean cut' mount's with acid disdain,
reseed the planet that we have scoured
with strong hands and hearts, our true task
refill our gifted and earthly cask.
In our hands, God gave the power
to fulfill this great holy geas
if we are to be what's to be.
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In our hands has come the power
much alike are we, all flower,
we must mend all, we've devoured,
reseed the planet that we have scoured
in our hands, God gave the power.
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