gaia
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I am tired of treading carefully And minding my p’s & q’s, Just in case I might start offending you, This life we see of suffering Hate and xenophobia Is a world that I detest,But you have never enquired Am I offended yet? Well yes I am offended when I see animals shot dead By…
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As the mushroom cloud is rising Humanity is dying You day you don’t want to hear this But you do nothing to fix it You say please no more ranting No fear mongering or tantrums But as a rebel with a cause I’ve no need to hear applause Whatever it takes to make you Take…
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Give me power What I want is power But not that dirty power But clean renewable power I don’t want to be showered In their nuclear power Or to face the doomsday hour So give me Earths green power. Give me power Give me wind turbine power Give me hydro power Not your dirty coal…
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Light shone through the trees as she ran, as she always did each morning. The rays blinked in and out of the dappled leaves, the branches and the trunks. She loved the softness of the loamy ground beneath her feet more so than the hard tarmac roads on which she used to run, risking shin…
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Hierro was a rugged man, slender with black hair and of Brazilian nationality but had native Indigenous descent. He had spent most of his life working farms for others but recently had been offered a lease to a farm that he could work for himself in the Amazonian rainforest. All he had to do was…
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We spend so much time Trying to tame nature And all other species We have forgotten to tame Our own wild nature and desire To take more than we need To destroy and exploit everything And to breed like a disease. Via:Daily Prompt: Tame
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Rain runs like rivers down our streets It never used to be like this But now the rains come all the time And flood out town. They say there is no such thing as climate change But all it ever seems to do now is rain, The temperatures milder, Very rare is there snow, Far…
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She felt and tasted the damp mouldy air in the room. She felt it heavy on her chest and clinging in her nostrils as she sat contemplating what to write. This new novel needed most atmosphere, something different, something new. As she typed in the room, derelict and danger, riddled with dampness undermined by rot,…
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Let our world grow green With pure love and verdency, Let it grows like vines And grows like wild ivy, Holding on so tight With tendrils of made of light, Spreading over all the grey buildings standing tall, And covering the rubble of all Humanities mistakes, Left over from the shame Of all the war…
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Feel the heat bearing down Condensation all around, Reflected sun rays dazzles my eyes, In this greenhouse world and life. Vegetation grows so strong Plants they thrive, And I move among them, The heat makes me perspire I am soaked in my sweat, In this greenhouse world and life. There seems no end to this…
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