by Sara Daw

Created on: August 17, 2009

I am tired of your protests, your insincere plea,

I need to shake loose, like dog to a flea,

I wish to be free from holding you in,

This is no game of conquer and win,

You choke me with poison,you try to enslave,

Your greed is inherent, resources to crave,

You cut down my forests, you pollute my life-blood,

You dry up my rivers, reduce all to mud,

The sea is a might you think you can tame,

You war with your brother; a treacherous game,

But in each of humanity, is a spark from on high,

Please listen to me closely, before each of us die,

This is no trial; no punishable crime,

My patience is over;you have one more time........

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