Baobabs stare at their dead leaves
Corruption’s rife while thieves play with our taxes, but
You can be and bring change. Even the sequoia started small.
“Evil begets Evil” I read upon the derelict arch, Engraved in the stone: a warning to all Who to these ruins would march. “Evil begets
Dad said keep rolling you pick up no dust Mum said you can my son, here are means Big bro said chase the stars, failure