Greed

There’s nought more obscene

than an earth that’s not green

and a world filled with greed

on Nature does feed

so let’s not leave a mark where we’ve been.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

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