Unraveling
In a corner of a little world I wait
And all I can do is anticipate
I hear all that is going on in the news
So much our planet has it could lose
What next, my unique world I ask
Are we up to the making-life-better task?
Our little layered onion is unraveling
Someday it will not speak or sing
Oh how I hope we learn from the past
So we can make the gift of our planet last
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