Standing here like some colossus, on a balcony, way higher than clouds below,
From this distance feeling that I own this world, no, that's not what I desired,
Remembering it's creation for us, by power not of earth, millennia's ago,
Can we ever take responsibility to occupy it properly, and do what is required ?
If we don't get our heads together soon, and as a world act as one,
We won't have many options left, we'll just be burned up by the sun !
- Author: Justa_Geezer ( Offline)
- Published: August 24th, 2022 02:18
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 7
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