Sunday, May 28, 2017


Words give wings to my lips

To float my thoughts to air

They merge with songs of birds,

or creatures that screech, Beware!

Tears stream from a blink

Sorrow floods the gates of despair

Waves rush to crash in earnest

To caution, alert, shout, Prepare!


Fear opens doors to darkness

Heedless in its path that’s unclear

Trees and birds whisper unnerved

Spare us, save our Biosphere!


Desperation, a conduit for collaboration

For an outpouring of devotion

A surge of dedication

To some resolution

Or a Revolution!


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