Pray for the dead, pray that the living survive. Prioritise humanity, choose humanity.
And they gouged its eyes, and ripped out its ears That no future generations could hear of all the pain Caused by pseudo-science or thoughts
I told him exactly the same as I’m telling you now: The gun you point at your people is a gun you point At your
Urbanised, I grew near concrete and car honks, not farms and cow horns Nor the chirp of birds harmonising farm hoes tilling the soil. My
I know you reminisce the crawling and gnawing of youth
But Time’s persistence is such that you can never have both.
Corruption’s rife while thieves play with our taxes, but
You can be and bring change. Even the sequoia started small.