My Desire

There’s things I see and simply feel
“Who gives a shit, what’s the big deal.”
But then I see the earth’s demise
happening before very my eyes.
It’s then my blood begins to boil;
the serpent in me tightly coil.
I want to see a world a peace;
a place where freedom can increase.
This is my prayer, my one desire;
save Gaia from our eternal fire.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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