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Turtle Talk
Hop right on my back turtle slow and green skinned bark A journey to tag every bit left of nature it's something I know that you can't help but do... We'll pass up the river here soon on the right The fish live in bubbles and cry in the night You'll catch them with words that you've wanted to say I'll take you there now but can't show you the way Then we'll pass Jaw Dropping Junction and Turn where the fork in the forest continues to burn You'll see every mother who's lost every child Prepare yourself now, for the fires gone wild We'll take a left there (Watch your eyes in the smoke) to the plateau of kindness where someone once spoke and commenced planting saplings, to bridge to the moon We'll reach there by morning, or latest, by noon We'll dine with the remnants of Frick and of Frack (the tribe of white elephant twins and their pack) They'll trumpet of oceans gone under the sea They'll laugh when I tell them that they can be free For they have been sentinels long since the fire and they'll not give up, or saunter, or tire They hold great conferences up in Malloo where they talk about me and they talk about you Perhaps every human, who sets out to trod by the skin of his birth, with no notion to laud the immeasurable gift of all animal kin should consider these words, somewhere deep there within: The animals know us - they know every name and they'd never destroy us, though we'd do the same But one day, we'll pay for each folly and crime with an internal conscience, do plenty hard time One look at an orphan, grasping for breath One ocean in oil, polluted with death will break us with feeling and kill us in kind for think of this thought, somewhere deep in your mind: We're breathing the air that the animals breathe. We take and we take and they hardly receive. The clocks winding down and we've something to do and that something begins here with me and with you
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