A leaky life raft we are in,
In rough and heavy seas,
Water rising to our chin,
Is dancing at our knees,
Some are shooting to the stars,
Others praying to their God,
Plenty think it just a farce,
Hide in their abode,
An ark, something ancient, something new,
To drift among the stars,
Plenty firework it spews,
Enough to get to Mars,
Memories will fly along,
Of that, this is no more,
Of ancient texts we’ll sing our song,
A place of ancient lore,
Fragrances still will fill our heart,
Of roses bloom and Jasmine white,
Of all that we were part,
Long before that ancient flight,
Will we forget that tragic end?
What loveless greed, all tore apart,
A tear that would not mend,
Broke Gaia’s womb and heart,©15/06/2010
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Georg
John
Cheers with failing hope,
Dan
later, michael
She'll mend herself without a fuss
The only question that remains
When she finishes her own repairs
Will she choose to include us
Doubt it.
Patrick