Give Gaia a Rest

When I look all around
not much good’s to be found
so perhaps it is best
to give Gaia a rest.
We’ll die from our own greed
grabbing more than we need.
A catastrophe will soon
come and burst our balloon
and as Gaia we’re scorning
we should all take warning
that the earth will defend
while she can still mend
so prepare ye to die
fire comes from the sky.
Most people will perish
on this planet I cherish
but somewhere deep inside
in a place that I hide
I know life will not cease
and mayhaps there’ll be peace.
For a while there won’t be
enough people you see
to be bothered with killing
and all that blood spilling
that’s become like a game
played in progresses name.
So I yearn for the day
that we’ve all gone away
so Gaia can regrow
to her natural flow.

About a foolhardy florilegium

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