Flora and the West Wind
Artist: Agnes Kokot
What a time it was oh what a time
A poet set free now struggles for rhyme
Happy-go-lucky have emptied their glasses
Alone in their corners as dark as molasses
Words are now needed to lift us above
The muddle of feeling we once thought was love
Never in question was humanity's worth
Instead what's become of our beloved Mother Earth
Ragged are gardens once summer delights
She's bestowed a dim vision of plague and of blight
When did we misplace our skill for compassion?
When did kindheartedness go out of fashion?
But lessons are life and they need to be learned
Free of all strife is a state that is earned
Each challenge we face be it mighty or small
Like Goliath to David is destined to fall
This new path we walk might be full of unknowns
A quagmire of dense brush unkempt and o'ergrown
But our journey on foot be as swift as we need
Wings sprout from our heels that will bring us great speed
A life going forward that’s rich with reward
Our ships loaded down on clear seas and unmoored
We must come together and find common ground
Give defenseless protection as perils surround
Superior beings show true altruism
Not choosing to champion discord and schism
Humane and trustworthy are traits we must flaunt
To fight for the world that we all say we want
To me that's the battle that's worth dying for
Doggedly paddling so far is the shore
Humble we make it by lending our hand
Or let hubris drown us before we reach land
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