High Tide

February 10, 2014

Like a tide rolling in

Or a gust of wind,

We are constantly taking

Taking from each other

Which takes away from us

Taking this beautiful planet

And turning it to dust.

If I could change one thing

I would make us more aware

Of just how much our presentactions

Take away from our futures.

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