God its hot
Is it not?
Or am I losing the plot
As climate change has again reappeared, not that it actually went anywhere
So, it’s time we again faced our fears, as its not getting any better my dears
So, you can turn up your AC, to make you feel cool
Turn off the TV and your newsfeeds as well, so you don’t have to see or hear
Then turn on your hose to water your field and to fill your swimming pool
Your fridge is doing nice, as its still making ice
But climate change is now here
Not that it wasn’t before, just that you shut the door
Not that one that keeps you cool
But the one time you ignore to take notice of the news
The time when we all should choose
To face up to reality, for our families
And stop the insanity that we don’t care
Water will run out first
Not mine maybe, but yours will, then others follow and finally we are a desert earth
Flora and fauna will have long gone
Because we couldn’t agree
The time to save humanity
Best Wishes
DAMO x
Its too late your words are not enough,
to justify your actions, so call your bluff.
I knew you where the type, You said you had changed,
i was obviously not enough for you when you felt the need to exchange.
Don't give me that same old under the influence excuse,
I've had all i can take of your selfish abuse.
Foolishly i have sat here waiting for you, night after night,
Well not anymore sunshine! cos i've finally seen the light.
To think you'd get away with it, you really have a cheek,
And that after all that i'd take you back, you must think i'm weak.
just get your things together now and get out of my life,
How did i ever be so stupid to think that one day i'd become your wife.
Its time for both of us to part now and face up to reality.
things would never have came to this if it wasn't for your infidelity.
I have a certain dream,
That I like to dream a lot
But I cant have this dream
I can not, I can not.
I’ve often dreamed about being a doctor
And healing the sick and ill
But then reality comes along
And stupidity all my dreams kill
I’ve decided to give up on this dream of mine
Just roll over and let the dream die
I am too stupid to be a nurses aide
So why should I even try?
I thought that medicine was a calling of mine
And that successful is what I would be
But hey, we’re talking about dreams of mine
That is not reality.
So I must take this dream, this certain dream
That I sure like to dream a lot
Take it and face up to reality standing
I can’t have this dream, I can not.
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