Falling of the Edge of the World
I travelled into my thoughts
To somewhere I've never been
The horrors that awaited me
Took me to our human extreme
I cried when I looked through
The windows of our past
And marvelled at what she gave us
I was left in total aghast
In the year two thousand and six
Seven hundred and eighty four
That graced the lands we borrow
Were shown the extinction door
The Tasmanian Devil never nasty
To the Wolves that roamed Alba's land
The Dodo so strange a bird
Were in natures future plans
Twenty eleven now awaits us
Whilst us humans continually strive
Nine hundred and five is now the total
That will never be found alive
Us humans, before we go to sleep
Their falling of the edge of the world
But hey! we'll never change
We're ignorant, and incredibly absurd
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-13.php
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