And then I asked her this, "take my cup of wine in trade of a talk"
And the she answered me this, "let us settle down my hood as we spoke"
And then I asked her this "Why would you stay in a place like this?"
And then she answered me, "I was you, driven by curiosity, no less."
And then I asked her this, "I gather you stay here mostly."
And then she answered me, "Just like what you're going to do, you're gonna stay"
And then I asked her this, "I wouldn't stay in this god-forsaken place"
And then she answered me, "God never forsake, but human, always."
And then I asked here this, "Whatever happened to this place?"
And then she answered me, "let us not dwell on how it is destroyed"
And then I asked her this, "and where should we dwell, in accord?"
And she answered me this, "let us dwell on how we can rebuild."
And then I asked her this, "how can we rebuild?"
And then she answered me this. "let us not dwell on inquiry"
And then I asked her this, "and where should we dwell, hearsay?"
And she answered me this, "let us undo what has been done"
And then I asked her this, "I cannot do this on my own."
And she answered me this, "let us not dwell on the number of warriors"
And then I asked her this, "Why shouldn't we dwell on the number of warriors?"
And she answered me this, "Because what matters is what we're fighting for."
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PoetryCOMPLETED - Ranked as #27 in environment and #16 in globalwarming I dedicated this poem to the Amazon Fire and to Mother Earth. "It's not about the number of warrior... it's about what we're fighting for"