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The sun breaks through the window

Upon another brand new day,

It’s beautiful and dazzling with nature on full display,

I am happy, I am full of hope my dreams just grow and grow

Yet there’s a dark and sickly canker growing in the hedgerow,

There’s are evils seeds that dark shadowy figures grow,

And I hear the disturbing hum

And I feel the menacing vibration,

Echoing over the birdsong spreading fear among the trees

And I sense the fleeing of all the woodland and meadow species,

Destruction is on its way I know

And tears well up in my eyes as I hear nature’s cries,

The canker spreads now, like a wildfire,

My day now is not do happy and my hopes and dreams fade away,

As if someone had thrown white spirit on a masterpiece,

That I had dedicated to paint,

It’s disturbing, it’s vandalism, it’s a savage destructive act

Scarring some masterpiece than we’d struggle to bring back,

And there is no more precious and priceless masterpiece like Mother Nature,

Nature is the victim and government and corporations are the rapers,

Who promote and fund this sordid act, that’s not acceptable,

And should be seen as criminal and a breach of all laws,

Because what it does is both ignorant and brutally cruel.