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The Time Is Now

The time is now This morning I rose, of sorts The sun came up too Without my hoist and sling That’s the thing And the sunshine rings its bell Among the fires darkening their hell As our temperature rises Our is you and me All of us, This part we play on earth Life, death, birth In various orders or disorders We record each event with posts To avoid our hosts Unknown, unseen, The epitome of mean And evil They seem natural In their role of boss As the climate changes It is our loss, not theirs They and their heirs Look for new ways of profiting Among the green filled bath And we fall for their Almost every time No more, here is their door The new Marie Antoinettes will get no more Than they deserve To preserve our very nature We need a new one Come, the time is nigh The time is now

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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