Number Twenty One "Untitled"
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"Come on," you say, "Save the Earth!" but what,
What do you know about that?
Is it truly, simply, once a yearly
An occasion of false promises, merely?
Can a lightbulb change the world?
Will the catalyst be a single word?
A change of heart can mean everything
False promises amount to nothing
Our future seems so dark and dreary
Yet we always seem to hurry
Progress in its steps
And our human greed does nothing to help
Is needless destruction here to stay?
Will tomorrow's sun be as bright as today?
Will our children see trees and animals in the wild?
Think of our Mother, Little Earth Child