A Simple Truth
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Blue edges, an ebony sky,
and cotton-candy clouds blush pink,
for a new day is on the brink.
Where eagles were once seen to fly;
morning gets filtered through a haze,
a legacy of yesteryears.
A molten sunrise blinds my eye;
dissolving the fringes of night
with a dazzling display of light.
Dawn's beauty, worthy of a sigh,
signals a renewal of hope;
implying the planet can cope.
A simple truth, without a lie,
if we choose not to make a fuss;
wildlife will vanish around us.
Nature's something money can't buy;
no amount can buy back lost days,
yet we ignore what science says.
Blue edges, an ebony sky,
where eagles were once seen to fly.
A molten sunrise blinds my eye,
its beauty worthy of a sigh.
A simple truth, without a lie,
Nature's something money can't buy.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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