Earth needs a big bandage, not a little plaster,
Is it just me or is time moving much faster?
Spiralling into oblivion, thoughts weigh a ton,
But light as a feather for some, regrets none.
Watching out for all the wizards and lizards,
Those dark, demonic and Nephilim spirits.
Safe the children, more go missing each year,
Madeleine McCann isn\'t the only one misplaced over here.
They wear bright red shoes and grin from ear to ear.