Earthen Days
The tones being played reminiscent of the good old days
When as boys we used to play
O how I miss those days when the grass was green and
Everything we did we overcame
This earth will never be the same
We've polluted it to the point of utter disgrace
Have we no shame no shame
As I wipe the tears from my face
What will our children do when they reach a proper age
Farm the fields for dust and their children again and again simply insane
We had our time to make a stand for change
I'll close my journal now as the words drift off the page
Back to this world that we made.
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