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How many sunrises

Have we got left

How many breathes

Can we breathe

Until days end

The choice we face

Is now down to us

Weather we care enough

To make a fuss

Or darkness will set on humanity

Not just for a moment

But for all eternity.

No more sunrises

No more sunsets

No more anything

Because nothing’s left.

What a waste of potential

And creativity that would be

If we don’t do something

To change these things

Environmental and humanitarian

Beliefs should rise up

And dominate our thinking.

Saving Earth

And saving lives

Time to fight

The righteous fight.