Rather than just speaking, we're beating and mistreating, this one earth that's keeping, us growing and knowing it's showing and going to eat us alive, and in time it'll be fine, but we'll all be gone, and no song or prayer, will help us be there, in the end we just lie and pretend, it will all be all right, but consume and we fight, burn fuels up for light, and it's all in spite, like the future won't happen.
How do we advance if there's nothing to use? We can't fly to Mars on wasted food.
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