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Needing Mothers Love
If we are going to end this war, we must stop acting like the enemy.
This battle against our planet is something we should never win.
Countless crimes against humanity, death tolls in the name of freedom.
Lost in our actions, unable to see that we dampen the rights we are sworn to protect.
This is our world, these life forces have the same rights as everyone else.
Profit should not be the way to darkness.
Rebuilding is the key.
Giving back what we take to even the balance.
Planting what we sow so we have life for our crops.
Crops for our lives.
This is the air we breathe.
We filter our own homes while polluting our neighbors.
Selling trash for the ability to have our own luscious lawns.
Selling our own toxic sludge so a poorer country can make Penny's building our toys.
They say without the system we would be lost.
We are already lost, we are just too blind to see how far off the path we wandered.
We grind down the stones to block out the very thing that created us.
Not only are we without sight, greed has filled our hearts damaging our own logic.
Division has already split us down he middle.
Tomorrow has better questions.
It is our same answers that stop us from moving forward.
Our hearts crowded with the material, irony in the immaterial.
Leaving our mothers love by the side of the paved road.
Forgetting the feel of her body, the scent of her passion.
That all things come from her.
We are the ungrateful children.
Only needing to see our mistakes.
So we can finally start growing up.
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