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In all these problems and sufferings of our motherly planet, what should we do? Any ideas? |
| A Heart to Change Look around thee, beside the trees and shades Men's crime, terrible guilt and sin But none cares or give looks to know What these alterings mean People before us enjoy fresh air A scented flower with the morning bee Such beautiful fields with unique blooms That no man alive today can ever see A tree once so strong A playhouse for children Now look at the branchesof a once proud tree Bent, bowing, and wretched by men Technology, what art thou? So advance, so strange And yet many do believe that You are to blame for the change Men today care not the soul Only the mind to live, to exist They don't seem to know or do mind that without the heart, man becomes a beast Without the heart or the will to change Nothing can be achieved For Our own planet, our own mother We have to do what none ever did Have you read fully this poem written by a sinner What we truely need is the heart to change To let go, open free our planet, our home From this poisoned cage |