Friday, January 3, 2014

When We Were Young

When we were young and not so wise
We put quick sliver in our eyes
We siphoned gas with tube and mouth
And burned coal to ash
Then spread it out
Black lunged miners for us did toiled
We buried trash in earth’s sweet soil
We mixed our waste in water pure
It’s out there still I know for sure
So before we reach that final day
Perhaps we’ll find another way?

 

 

 

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