Another Day

For years untold they walked their way
and Gaia rejoiced every day.
The answer’s there for all to see,
the way the planet ought to be.
But then we came and conquered all;
beneath our might all nations fall.
We ruled the people and the land,
turned fertile forests into sand.
Perhaps we need to look behind
and see what futures we can find,
those we conquered, scorned and killed
once this land with beauty filled.
If we could learn to walk their way
perhaps we could live another day.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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