We legislate our terrible goodness
As if nature didn’t exist
As if she will not open her great maw of
Poetic justice and suck in her
Poisoned air
As if she will forever
Keep mighty trees propping up
The stars that have died eons ago
As if she will forever allow
Freedom to be
The barometer of a civilization
We have failed in our charge
Blind to the vision of bleached and
Scattered bones of an
Earth free to be
Legislated to death
The bomb in the baby carriage
Tells us
We should all be enslaved
By limitation
There should be no freedom
To be evil
To the earth – or
To each other
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gorgeous.
Thanks