I must go
8:14 AM
I must go, The sun is just above the horizon,
Dimming its vibrant rays,
The glaciers are vastly melting, As one says,
I must go,
There is no time for hustle.
The birds are calling,
Singing
my name above the bright sky,
Wishing for once I listen to them cry,
Cry from the pain of destruction of Mother Earth.
Where her heart has slowly stopped to function.
I must go,
The mountains are waiting
and watching
desperately,
and watching
desperately,
There is nothing they can do but watch as they kill her.
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