Nature
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Somehow we endeavour to mess up this Earth Somehow we seem to underestimate it’s true worth, And much of the time is spent exploiting it, Benifiting no one but the very rich, Too few care And too few dare, Stand up against those Doing this, It seems all the plastic in the sea won’t stop…
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The haunting sound of a whale Resonates as it swims the sea, This great beast swims and feeds But some end up beached, Huge lifeless form washed up on shore, What took this great beast down? What caused it’s life to end so sadly? Its because we live so badly. An autopsy shows it’s stomach…
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From where I live I hear the seagulls, I smell the sea, It’s a pleasure for me, I visit the beaches I sit on rocks And I meditate On its power, Crashing waves Against the shore, Creating foam And leaving A deluge of seaweed behind. But then I also sit And bathe in its tranquillity,…
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For centuries they’ve delved deep, Down in the dirty mines to find coal, Ebony gold that was the glory of the industry, Claimed so many lives As they delved so deep. The dirty coal they dug out the ground, Fuelled the dirty industries And now as progress is made, The future has to be green,…
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Yet though they sought to destroy our earth We became the many and raised alerts And stopped their greedy material ways And used our light to shine the way To healing all the damage we have done And humanity will now live long In harmony with nature in grace Humanity and this earth living in…
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Yet though we loved this earth This place we have come to know as home, We though many were outnumbered By those who chose material greed, And choked, exploited and raped it so That in the end, we all had to go To our our self created extinction end, And so ended the age of…
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I meditate among the trees Sitting her in tranquillity, Feeling and sensing how it grew From a seed and soon sprang roots, And grew into this mighty tree A testament of nature, That we need so we can breathe It does this for us, Yet what do we offer in return. Just the usual cut…
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The black widow weaves an intricate web And from her silken thread she promises death, Not to just other insects passing by But to the male who cries ‘she betrays me, martyred by love’, then dies. She eviscerated her love of all his blood, Left his empty shell to decay and rot, Surely this black…
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