From outer space...
A blue shroud encased the mist.
Oh what wonders gaze upon our house?
Yet within a band of fellers creep.
The expanse remits this stench so foul.
Underneath,
As children and widows mourn,
the fellers leer upon the bones.
The profits reaped from bloodied pulps
will undo their trusting truthful homes.
Oh what wonders gaze upon our house?
As the majestic forest begins to fall.
As entire mountains shift and sigh,
and cry to give up our lust for more.
Won't you gaze into my soul to see-
Our World isn't just
our lonely whore.
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