Eagle Of The Sky

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The eagle of the sky,
Asks the question why,
To death, from birth,
We don’t love the earth.
Lost in the realm of fortitude,
We miss the magnitude
Of the Earth’s illness,
Of our own madness.

Run, rabbit, run,
Not from the eagle, but from the sun.
Global warming,
The Heavens’ warning,
It is not too late to act,
To form a pact.

Let nature guide you through,
And you will be born anew,
The eagle of the sky,
Will to higher reaches fly,
To mute the sound of thunder,
Let no man put asunder,
The intricate parts of nature,
The golden dreams of our future.