Wasting Time
WASTING TIME
soft breezes tease life
they know the power of a storm
mother... and father
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mother... and father
they know the power of a storm
soft breezes tease life
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six hundred years...
then perhaps the end of life...
says Stephen Hawking
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planet earth... its fools...
the human race... idiots...
our greed killing life
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heeded not warnings
past the point of no return
and no ones bothered...
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to save the planet
indeed... if it can be done
stop all pollution...
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all transportation
made public... no private cars
no private aircraft...
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ban synthetics...
unnecessary products...
we want to survive...
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as I write... believe...
mass extinction is for real
we must help stop it
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six hundred years...
we want six-hundred plus more...
or is it just me...
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battling each other
has to stop... like pollution
its killing the world
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wake up... wake up... wake
coz... unless we at least try...
our kids... no future
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look out your window
enjoying what you see
for how much longer
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look at mars... as is
planet earth's future... could be...
no... I'm not joking
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heed the warnings
why would scientists all lie...
I'll ask again... WHY...
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Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2017
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