Sight

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This just came to me... Showers alway make me broody, especially hot ones

'Sight'

Come to me,

Come to the light,

Come see the world,

Come use your sight

What do you see?

I see no more trees

I see no more water

The world will soon seize

I see hungry children

They are everywhere

I see homeless people,

If only you'd care

Soon, no more Mother Nature

No more Father time,

They are unforgiving,

What you've done is a crime.

No need to say sorry,

No need to make a fuss

Because when we go,

You're coming with us

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