Celestial hierarchy flow throughout the universe in form
Glowing spirits fold their wings to breath the deep
To settle into tiny rooms to contemplate on sleep
And then there is so much more to the story
More than you might think
Babies form impressions at an early age
Images of angels playing cosmic games
Before they sleep, before they are born
There are so many secrets left to keep
Filled with joy as ages pass
In seconds at a second chance
A second glance into the future
And so much math to learn about
To bandy about in all that traffic
It is a wonder how it all works out
Angels fly without a sky
Without a net they hold on to their pride
In a café in Paris angels have a coffee and a cigarette
On the West Bank winter storms in early in January
Refrigerants are extra by the Metro
There are no regrets
Gossip by the Eiffel Tower is immense
Their flights are scheduled in the morning
Boarding passes are so boring as they laugh
You can do the math
Inhabitants are real
Facing great threats
Weighing on mother earth's future
Its effects and consequences
Even better halt it
Consume more, always more
The detriment of nature
Destroyed as an easy option
The soil is poisoned
Lands are sliding
Rain forests are reduced
Drastic effects for dims
Contagion of air
Exhaust fumes from arrogant holes
The burning of fossil fuels sings along
Harmful and deadly acid rain
Radiation spills and drills
Nuclear accidents such sudden
The air flares corpses
Photochemical smog dances
Water droplets
They mandate tears
Say sad to aerosols
Beloved refrigerants
Sincere solvents
And majesty burning fossil fuel
Why?
The world is Dying…
Mother Earth Is Crying...
"Man, man, man…
You have caused me much pain…
Even if I rain hailstones on him...He is still stubborn"...
"Man, Man, Man…
You cut down my Hard Grown Forests …Without replanting them,
You Plunder My Breasts spilling my precious Milk…
Keeping My Marine Offspring In Extinct Extinction,
You Flare Gas into the Air, Making this same Air your Main life
Source Thinner and Thinner, Destroying My Ozone layer"...
"You Manufacture harmful chemicals which you use as Refrigerants
And for foam production these same deplete the Ozone layer…
Hear ye! Hark ye! Woe betides you for burning my forests…
See the charred evidences...So Much Natural Life In Jeopardy…
Your Over-Zealousness has plundered the Wildlife I granted True Bliss…
They are now unsafe and close to extinction…
I will withhold my anger for a short time and Look on..
But When Thy Cup Of Sin Filleth..Not Even My Creator Will Withold My Fury..
I am MOTHER EARTH!"
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